Chapter Two
The day of the bachelorette party started with a lovely breakfast and a short drive to Rose’s apartment. The building—owned by Ethan, Janelle had learned—was a well-maintained brick building near the other end of town. They parked in the small lot and held the door open for an older gentleman who was heading their way with his dog.
“Hello, Mr. Brown,” she greeted. They’d met on her last visit. “How is Charlie doing today?”
The dog in question wagged his tail enthusiastically as she rubbed his head.
“He’s doing well enough. Already jealous that he won’t be at the wedding with the rest of us.”
“Aww, I bet he’d look cute in a little suit,” Naomi said.
Mr. Brown gave a dismissive sniff, but she could see the smile trying to curve his lips. “I can’t imagine. You ladies have a
