Chapter 13
“I fall for zis…” Melanie pointed an elegant finger negligently at Russell. “Zis fool and you are the one who marries him. How does this happen?”
Cassidy grinned at Jo and squeezed her hand beneath the dinner table. No one knew better than she how many potholes and pitfalls Cassidy had discovered along that particular road.
“Just my punishment, I suppose.”
Melanie threw back her head and laughed. Any easy, joyous sound.
Jo marveled at how the tone of the room had changed over the last few hours.
First, it had all been a great rush of preparation. Part of it clearly to distract from the tension in the room.
Then Perrin had roared in from her design store a couple blocks up the hill. Not only with the green bridesmaid dress, but also with about a third of her shop on a long
