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Juno
I’m sitting at my desk, looking through files of the women who came in a few months ago for another bachelor, pulling out the ones I think might be a fit based on the little bit of information I got from my potential new client on the phone.
But I can’t focus. My mind keeps wandering to this morning with Colton. A man I’ve known almost as long as I knew my father. Colton’s my rock, the one person I depend on, and his upcoming wedding will change that. He’s not going to run over with soup when I’m sick, veg out with me when I’m depressed, call me up when he has something he needs to talk about. We won’t go on our road trips on the first real nice day of spring. Or cheer on his alma mater, the Rams, on opening college football day. He’ll do all those things with her.
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