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Chapter 6 Jude brought up the Food Network website and carefully perused it for recipes. The day had been slow at his flower shop. Only one woman had come in asking him for tulips. He was seated on a stool with his laptop on the counter in front of him. He faced the door in case a customer showed up. Biting his lip, he clicked on pasta recipes. The bell above his door chimed the tubular bell tune from The Exorcist. He glanced up and smiled. “Mrs. Henderson.” “Jude.” His attractive fifty-something neighbor came forward. “How is Sebastian?” “He’s doing well. I’m going to pick him up from the vet’s office after work.” “Oh, good. Jeanie will be so glad to hear it. Would it be all right if we came by to see him?” “Sure, but tomorrow?” Jude sighed, realizing he was blushing. “I sort of hav