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Suzanne Finnegan always had a plan. And a backup plan—sometimes several. In her opinion, planning was essential for a happy life and for success in anything. Take the Y’s Outdoor Education fundraiser she’d spent the past few weeks planning, and which was now drawing raves from the guests. Words like “spectacular,” “sensational,” and “fabulous” were wafting through the well-dressed crowd gathered on the grounds of the Jupiter Point Observatory. Every detail, from the damask tablecloths to the pink champagne flutes, was exactly how she’d imagined it.
Every detail except one. Logan, her fiancé, was once again missing in action.
She fixed her gaze on a red balloon, part of the bunch that marked the entrance to the kids’ area. Not only was Logan missing, but he’d dropped a bombshell on her
