{"id":1001,"date":"2019-02-08T13:01:16","date_gmt":"2019-02-08T18:01:16","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/read.whitefire-publishing.com\/?p=1001"},"modified":"2019-10-29T07:57:45","modified_gmt":"2019-10-29T11:57:45","slug":"a-will-a-way-and-a-wedding","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/whitefire-publishing.com\/read\/a-will-a-way-and-a-wedding\/","title":{"rendered":"A Will, a Way, and a Wedding"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<div class=\"wp-block-media-text alignwide\"><figure class=\"wp-block-media-text__media\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"500\" height=\"333\" src=\"http:\/\/read.whitefire-publishing.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/Divi_Feature_Images\/Melody_Carlson_FI\/Will-Way-and-Wedding.png\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-62\" srcset=\"https:\/\/readmedia.s3.amazonaws.com\/read\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/07\/23135741\/Will-Way-and-Wedding.png 500w, https:\/\/readmedia.s3.amazonaws.com\/read\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/07\/23135741\/Will-Way-and-Wedding-300x200.png 300w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 500px) 100vw, 500px\" \/><\/figure><div class=\"wp-block-media-text__content\">\n<h3 class=\"wp-block-heading\">A Will, a Way, and a Wedding<\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p>by&nbsp;<a href=\"https:\/\/www.whitefire-publishing.com\/authors\/melody-carlson\/\">Melody Carlson<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>As Daphne begins making reluctant plans to let Aunt Dee\u2019s house and life go and pick up the pieces of her fractured life, the guy she\u2019s been dreaming about begins to change his tune. Of course, another huge obstacle pops up at about the same time, threatening to ruin what might finally be true love. Meanwhile, she continues writing the advice column, learning more about love and commitment than she ever thought possible. But will she cinch the deal in time?<\/p>\n<\/div><\/div>\n\n\n\n<div class='et-learn-more clearfix'>\n\t\t\t\t\t<h3 class='heading-more'>Chapter 1<span class='et_learnmore_arrow'><span><\/span><\/span><\/h3>\n\t\t\t\t\t<div class='learn-more-content'><p>On the morning of her thirty-fifth birthday, Daphne\nBallinger found herself staring into the bathroom mirror with a mixture of\nfascination and deep anxiety. Searching her face for any trace of wrinkles, she\nvaguely wondered if she was about to be attacked by a terrorist. Oh, she knew\nthat she was being melodramatic, not to mention ridiculous, but that silly\nquote about a single thirty-five-year-old woman\u2019s pathetic odds of marriage was\nunsettling. But, then again, what was the likelihood of a terrorist attack in Appleton? <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201c` doing?\u201d Mabel asked from behind\nher.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Daphne turned to see the\neight-year-old, still in her rumpled Hello Kitty pajamas, blinking up with\nsleepy brown eyes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cNothing much.\u201d Daphne smiled down\nat her. \u201cJust trying to see if I look any older today.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Mabel\u2019s brow creased as she studied\nDaphne more closely. \u201cNope. You still look just the same as yesterday.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Daphne tousled her fingers through\nMabel\u2019s chestnut hair, making her short pixie haircut resemble a punk-rocker.\n\u201cGood to know, sweetie.\u201d <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cOh, yeah!\u201d Mabel\u2019s eyes opened\nwide. \u201cIt\u2019s your birthday, Aunt Daphne! I almost forgot. <em>Happy birthday<\/em>!\u201d She threw her arms around Daphne\u2019s waist, hugging\nher tightly as she sang the Happy Birthday song with gusto. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cThank you, Mabel.\u201d Daphne hugged\nher back. Really, no birthday present could be better than her new role as\nMabel\u2019s guardian. That was truly the gift that would keep on giving.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cWait!\u201d Mabel released her. \u201cI got a\nbirthday present for you\u2014I almost forgot.\u201d And then she dashed off, her bare\nfeet pattering across the hardwood floor. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Daphne bent down to pet the two\ncats who were now rubbing against her legs, purring loudly. \u201cYes, I\u2019m sure you\ngirls are here to tell me happy birthday too,\u201d she said wryly. \u201cUnless you\u2019re\njust begging for breakfast.\u201d Of course, it was the latter. \u201cCome on, girls.\u201d <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>As Daphne led Ethel and Lucy from\nthe master bedroom, Mabel came bounding down the stairs. \u201cHere it is!\u201d She\nproudly held out a lumpy looking package wrapped in red and green Christmas\npaper and with a pale pink satin ribbon wrapped loosely around it. \u201cOpen it!\nOpen it now!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI can\u2019t wait.\u201d Daphne took the gift\nfrom her. \u201cI wonder what it could be.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI made it myself,\u201d Mabel declared.\n\u201cWith a little bit of help from Aunt Sabrina.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Daphne slowly peeled off the outer\nlayer of paper and more layers of crumpled pink tissue paper until she finally uncovered\nan oversized mug. Painted and glazed with colorful stripes and hearts and\nflowers, it declared <em>Mabel Loves Daphne<\/em>\nin bold rainbow colored letters. \u201cIt\u2019s beautiful!\u201d Daphne hugged Mabel. \u201cThank\nyou so much!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cSabrina took me to The Potting\nShed,\u201d Mabel explained. \u201cIt\u2019s a new store in town where you make all kinds of\nstuff. At first this mug was all plain and white and boring, but then I got to paint\nit.\u201d Her mouth twisted to one side. \u201cIt didn\u2019t look real pretty when I got\ndone, but the lady there told me it would look better after it got cooked up. She\nput it in her big oven after we left and when we went back a few days later it\nlooked like this.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI <em>love<\/em> it.\u201d Daphne held up the bright cup. \u201cI\u2019m going to use it for\ncoffee this morning.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cYes!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI\u2019ll go start the coffee and feed\nthe cats.\u201d Daphne pointed at Mabel\u2019s bare feet. \u201cAnd you get on your slippers.\nIt\u2019s chilly in here.\u201d <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cShouldn\u2019t I get dressed for\nschool?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cToday\u2019s Saturday.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cOh, yeah!\u201d Mabel let out a happy\nwhoop as she raced back up the stairs. \u201cLola and I are going skateboarding this\nmorning.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>With Lucy and Ethel fed, Daphne\nstarted a pot of coffee. As the aroma of the freshly ground beans drifted through\nthe old fashioned kitchen, she told herself that she had a lot to be thankful\nfor on this milestone birthday. And to obsess over the stupid quote she\u2019d read\na few weeks ago was totally ludicrous. Thirty-five was not that old!<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cHello? Y\u2019all here?\u201d A sweet\nsouthern voice hailed the house. \u201cAnybody home?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cCome in,\u201d Daphne called out. \u201cI\u2019m\nin the kitchen.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Sabrina Fontaine, her petite blonde\nneighbor, entered the kitchen with a large baking pan in her hands. \u201cHappy\nbirthday!\u201d she chirped. \u201cHot cinnamon rolls to celebrate your big day.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cYum!\u201d Daphne sniffed the gooey\nconfections. \u201cI just put on the coffee.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Sabrina set the hot pan on top of\nthe stove, pointing to the colorful mug. \u201cLooks like Mabel already gave you her\ngift.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cIsn\u2019t it sweet?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Sabrina nodded. \u201cYou have to wait\nfor my gift.\u201d And now she explained how she\u2019d made appointments for both of\nthem. \u201cTwo o\u2019clock. For\nmani-pedis and facials,\u201d she said cheerfully. \u201cAnd then we\u2019ll do a little\nshopping for something special\u2014for your big date with Jake tonight.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cAnd Jenna\u2019s coming to stay with me\nwhile you\u2019re with Sabrina,\u201d Mabel announced as she shuffled into the kitchen\nwith her fluffy pink slippers. \u201cJenna promised to help me finish up my valentines\ntoday.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cThat\u2019s right.\u201d Sabrina cut into\nthe cinnamon rolls, setting them on a platter. \u201cValentine\u2019s Day is Tuesday.\nThat\u2019s coming up real quick.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cAnd Mabel\u2019s only half done with\nher special homemade valentines.\u201d Daphne silently blessed Jenna as she poured\ncoffee. Mabel\u2019s idea to hand craft all those valentines was very sweet, but each\none took so long to make\u2026Daphne had been worried that Mabel might not get them\ndone by Tuesday.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cWhat time is your date with Jake?\u201d\nSabrina asked as she sat the rolls on the little plastic-topped kitchen table\nstraight out of the forties.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cHe\u2019s picking her up at\nsix-thirty,\u201d Mabel said importantly as she flopped into a chrome and vinyl chair.\n\u201cThey\u2019re going to The Zeppelin.\u201d <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cAnd Jenna\u2019s going to baby-sit\ntonight too?\u201d Sabrina asked Daphne as she sat down. \u201cBecause I could always\ncancel my date with Ricardo if you needed me to\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cJake said it was all set with\nJenna.\u201d Daphne set down Sabrina\u2019s coffee and a glass of milk for Mabel.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cYay!\u201d Mabel made a victorious fist\npump. \u201cI get to have Jenna today <em>and<\/em>\ntonight.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cThank goodness for Jenna.\u201d Daphne set\na bowl of last night\u2019s fruit salad and some small dishes on the table and\nsmiled. \u201cThis looks like the perfect birthday breakfast.\u201d Daphne sat down.\n\u201cThanks for the cinnamon rolls, Sabrina.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI\u2019ll say the blessing,\u201d Mabel\noffered eagerly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>They bowed their heads, waiting as\nMabel said a short grateful prayer and a hearty amen.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cSpeaking of Jenna, did you hear the\nlatest news about her step-daddy?\u201d Sabrina\u2019s brows arched mysteriously as she\nlooked at Daphne. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cNo.\u201d Daphne shook her head. She\ndidn\u2019t really know that much about Frank Danson. Except that he was quite\nwealthy and that he\u2019d recently married Jake\u2019s ex-wife\u2014and that Jenna seemed to\nlike her new stepfather, which was a relief. \u201cWhat\u2019s up?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Sabrina glanced at Mabel then\nshrugged. \u201cOh, nothing really.\u201d It sounded like she was backpedaling. \u201cI, uh, I\nthink he\u2019s going to open up a new business or something.\u201d As Mabel dished out\nsome fruit salad, Sabrina tossed Daphne a tell-you-later look. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cThese rolls are delicious,\u201d Daphne\ntold Sabrina, now curious as to what her friend was keeping to herself. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The three of them made cheerful\nsmall talk about their favorite birthday memories. Of course, Mabel\u2019s favorite\nbirthday was the one she\u2019d had before Christmas. \u201cThat was the best birthday\nparty ever!\u201d She beamed up at Daphne. \u201cYou wanna have a party like that too?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cNo thanks,\u201d Daphne told her. \u201cI\nlike small, quiet celebrations like this better.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;Before long Mabel was finished and trotting\noff to get dressed in the anticipation of skateboarding around the neighborhood\nwith Lola. But as soon as she was out of earshot, Daphne inquired about Frank\nDanson. \u201cWhy are you being so mysterious?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cSorry, I didn\u2019t think before I\nspoke. I shouldn\u2019t have said a word in front of Mabel.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cWhy not?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cBecause I know how she adores\nJenna\u2014and it\u2019s possible that Jenna will have to move.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cMove?\u201d Daphne felt a wave of\nconcern. \u201c<em>Why<\/em>?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cIt sounds like Frank has acquired\na large real estate firm in Miami and plans to relocate there.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cMiami?\u201d Daphne frowned. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cYeah. That\u2019s what Ricardo told me\nyesterday.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cDo you really think he\u2019ll move\nJenna and Gwen there? I can\u2019t imagine that Jenna would want to leave her school\nand her friends\u2026not to mention her dad.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI don\u2019t know, but I didn\u2019t want to\nsay anything in front of Mabel. She\u2019ll be devastated.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cJake will be devastated too.\u201d\nDaphne solemnly shook her head.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cMaybe it\u2019s just a silly rumor,\u201d\nSabrina suggested. \u201cYou know how people love to gossip in this town. And\nRicardo catches bits and pieces at the diner. I\u2019ll bet it\u2019s not even true.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI sure hope you\u2019re right.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cAnyway, I won\u2019t mention it to\nMabel.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cThank you.\u201d Daphne sipped her\ncoffee. Mabel would certainly be saddened by this news, but what about poor Jake?\nMiami was a\nlong way from Appleton.\nHe would be lost if his sixteen-year-old daughter moved that far away. And Daphne\nknew that Jenna was the reason Jake had kept his law practice in this small\ntown for all these years. Especially when he knew he could work in much larger\ncities. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI wonder if Jake knows\u2026?\u201d Sabrina\nsaid absently.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cIf he does know, he hasn\u2019t mentioned\nit to me. But he was away on that business trip last week.\u201d Daphne frowned. If\nthe rumor was true and if Jake had heard about it, it would put a definite\ndamper on their evening. And she wouldn\u2019t even blame him for feeling blue.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI\u2019m sorry,\u201d Sabrina said suddenly.\n\u201cI shouldn\u2019t have mentioned it to you. I can see it\u2019s making you unhappy.\nPlease, don\u2019t think about it anymore. It\u2019s probably just a small town rumor.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cYes, I\u2019m sure it is. I don\u2019t know\nJake\u2019s ex that well, but I know Gwen loves Jenna. I can\u2019t imagine she\u2019d agree\nto uproot her from high school and her friends\u2026and her dad.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cYou\u2019re right.\u201d Sabrina got up,\ncarrying her dishes to the sink. \u201cSo\u2026I\u2019ll pick you up a little before two, okay?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Daphne forced a smile. She knew how\nmuch Sabrina loved being pampered in a fancy spa, but the truth was Daphne\ncould take it or leave it. Still, she wanted to be a good sport\u2014especially\nsince it was all arranged.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cIt\u2019ll be fun,\u201d Sabrina assured her\nas if reading Daphne\u2019s doubtful thoughts. \u201cAnd when we\u2019re done, you\u2019ll feel\nlike a new woman, Daph. <em>Trust me<\/em>.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Daphne patted her petite friend\u2019s\nshoulder. \u201cYou know that I trust you, Sabrina. I\u2019m sure I\u2019ll enjoy it. Thank\nyou for setting it up.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Yet as Sabrina left, Daphne wasn\u2019t\nso sure she could trust her good friend. More specifically, she didn\u2019t <em>want<\/em> to trust her\u2014at least not in regard\nto the rumor she\u2019d just shared. Because if Frank and Gwen were truly moving\nJenna to Miami,\nJake McPheeters would have no reason to remain in Appleton. 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And since Jenna looked as happy and chipper as ever,\nDaphne felt certain it was just a rumor. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cMabel is so thrilled that you\u2019re\nbabysitting her both today and then again tonight\u2014she\u2019s nearly beside herself.\u201d\nDaphne led Jenna inside.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cHappy birthday.\u201d Jenna handed\nDaphne a large yellow envelope then peeled off her parka. \u201cSabrina told me.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cThank you.\u201d As Daphne took her\ncoat, she mentioned Mabel\u2019s valentine project. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cMabel already told me about it. Sounds\nlike fun.\u201d Jenna unwound a colorful scarf from around her neck. \u201cI haven\u2019t made\nold fashioned valentines in ages. I might even make some for my friends too.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201c<em>Jenna\u2014Jenna\u2014Jenna<\/em>!\u201d Mabel sang out as she raced down the stairs\n\u201cYou\u2019re here <em>at last.<\/em>\u201d <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cSabrina said to come at 1:45.\u201d Jenna grinned at her. \u201cAnd\nI\u2019m five minutes early.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cBut I\u2019ve been waiting for you\nforever!\u201d Mabel grabbed Jenna by the hand. \u201cCome to the kitchen\u2014my valentine\nmaking stuff is all in there and I really <em>need<\/em>\nyour help!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cHow does it feel to be so needed?\u201d\nDaphne asked as she hung up Jenna\u2019s coat.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cKinda nice.\u201d Jenna laughed as\nMabel eagerly tugged her along.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Daphne opened the envelope,\nslipping out a pretty card with a picture of sunflowers on it, and taking her\ntime to read the sweet message. \u201cThank you for the card, Jenna,\u201d she said as\nshe joined them in the kitchen.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cYou\u2019re welcome.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Daphne spotted Sabrina through the\nkitchen window. She was putting something in her car. \u201cLooks like Sabrina\u2019s\nalmost ready to go.\u201d Daphne grabbed her jacket from the hook by the laundry\nroom. \u201cYou\u2019ve got my cell number, Jenna. And the other numbers on the fridge.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cYeah, we\u2019re fine,\u201d Jenna said.\n\u201cHave fun!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Despite her reservations, Daphne\nhoped it would be fun\u2014or at least tolerable. As she hurried out to Sabrina\u2019s\ncar, she had a flashback to the time she\u2019d had a seaweed facial in New York and ended up\nlooking like something from a horror film. Who knew she had an allergy to\nalgae? <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cY\u2019all ready to get beautified?\u201d\nSabrina asked as Daphne got into her car.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI guess so.\u201d Daphne smiled\nuneasily then pointed at Sabrina\u2019s doggy carrier in the backseat. \u201cTootsie\u2019s\ngoing to the spa too?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI just didn\u2019t want to leave him\nhome alone all afternoon. Especially since I\u2019ll be gone tonight too.\u201d Sabrina backed\nout into the street. \u201cYou don\u2019t mind, do you?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cNot at all.\u201d Daphne was used to\nTootsie by now. Even his little pink tutu didn\u2019t bother her anymore\u2014although he\nhad on a bright red sweater today. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cThe spa lady said it was all right\u2014especially\nsince I\u2019m such a regular customer there. And I promised her that Tootsie\nwouldn\u2019t make a ruckus or run hog wild.\u201d Sabrina laughed. \u201cAs if I\u2019d let him.\nBut you know how spa folks are. They want to keep the place calm and quiet.\nCan\u2019t blame \u2019em for that.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI must admit I\u2019m a little wary\nabout the spa.\u201d Daphne explained about her seaweed allergy several years ago.\n\u201cI don\u2019t want to look like the creature from the Black Lagoon for my date\ntonight.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Sabrina laughed. \u201cDon\u2019t you worry, I\u2019ll\ntell them you\u2019re extra sensitive, and make sure that they use the gentlest of\nproducts on you. When we\u2019re done, you\u2019ll be pretty as a picture or I\u2019ll throw a\nsweet little hissy fit.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cWell, I don\u2019t want you to\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cNo fretting, Daphne. This is <em>your<\/em> day.\u201d Sabrina glanced at her. \u201cAnd\nI\u2019m not surprised you\u2019ve got sensitive skin, honey. All that naturally red hair\nand your peaches and cream complexion, it\u2019s no wonder. Don\u2019t worry, they\u2019ll\ntreat you right or we\u2019ll know the reason why.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Daphne couldn\u2019t help but chuckle at\nher small southern friend. Sabrina was unlike anyone Daphne had ever known and,\nin many ways, Daphne\u2019s exact opposite. Where Daphne was tall and often felt\nawkward, Sabrina was short and spirited. And where Daphne was somewhat shy and\ninsecure, as well as fashion-challenged, Sabrina was bold and confident and something\nof a style diva. Despite their many differences, Daphne felt thankful for the\nunexpected friendship and she knew that, where it mattered, she and Sabrina\nwere actually a lot alike. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cDid Jenna mention anything about\nmoving to Miami?\u201d\nSabrina asked as they were getting out of her car to go into the day spa.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cNo. And she seemed like her usual cheerful\nself.\u201d Daphne reached for her purse.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI\u2019ll bet it was just idle gossip,\u201d\nSabrina said as she got Tootsie\u2019s carrier out. \u201cWish I\u2019d never mentioned it\nnow.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cWe\u2019ll just forget about it then.\u201d\nDaphne sighed. \u201cAnd we won\u2019t repeat it to anyone.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cYou got that right.\u201d Sabrina led\nthe way to the front door of the charming old building. \u201cNow\u2014let the fun begin!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>After a couple hours of surprisingly delicate pampering,\nDaphne really did feel prettier. Not to mention more relaxed. And all without\nthe slightest reaction. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cThank you so much,\u201d she told\nSabrina as they waited in the parking lot for Tootsie to do his business along\nthe curbside strip of grass. Daphne examined her nails, which were painted a\nsoft luminescent shell pink. At least she wouldn\u2019t ruin them gardening since it\nwas only mid-February.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI\u2019m so glad you like it, Daph. You\nlook like a million bucks with the cosmetics that gal put on you. I really\nshould take your picture while you\u2019re trying on clothes.\u201d As Sabrina extracted a\nhot pink doggie-do baggie from her purse, Daphne tried to think of a gentle way\nto put the brakes on this intended shopping expedition. She simply did not need\nany new clothes\u2014she could easily wear one of the dresses she\u2019d worn at Christmastime.\nBut how to tell Sabrina? <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cGood boy,\u201d Sabrina told Tootsie as\nshe stooped over, deftly picking up after him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cThe time at the spa was so great,\u201d\nDaphne began cautiously, \u201cI just don\u2019t want you to feel you still need to take\nme shopping, because I have plenty of\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cYou are not going to deprive me of\nthe best part of my day, are you?\u201d Sabrina waved her pink parcel in the air\nbefore dropping into the nearby trash can. \u201cYou know how much I love to shop.\nAnd I already found the perfect place to get you something really special.\nPlease, do not tell me you want to quit now.\u201d She produced a small bottle of rose-scented\nhand-sanitizer, giving herself a generous squirt and vigorously rubbing her\npalms together.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cOkay\u2014okay.\u201d Daphne shook her head.\n\u201cShow me what you found.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cThere\u2019s this new shop right here\nin Appleton,\u201d\nSabrina explained as they got into her car. \u201cI met the lady who owns it. She\u2019s\nfrom Germany, and I swear she could pass for Heidi Klum\u2019s older sister. Her\nname is Erika Schwartz. And she was so disappointed not to open her business before\nChristmas, but she just couldn\u2019t get everything ready in time. Anyway, it\u2019s\ncalled The Chic Boutique\u2014isn\u2019t that cute? And I feel we should do our part to\nmake her feel welcome\u2014and to support local businesses.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI\u2019ve seen that shop. Looks like\nthey fixed it up really nice, but I haven\u2019t been in there yet.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cWell, I promised Erika I\u2019d bring\nyou shopping there for your birthday today. She\u2019s expecting us.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>As soon as they walked in the door\nof the shop, with Tootsie still wearing his little red sweater and now on a\nleash, Erika greeted all three of them like dear old friends. \u201cVelcome,\nvelcome,\u201d she said with a thick accent. \u201cThank you so much for coming to Chic\nBoutique.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>And suddenly, like being caught in\na whirlwind, Daphne was being shown dresses and skirts and tops and all sorts\nof things\u2014most of which she wouldn\u2019t want to be caught dead in. But with an\narmload of garments, she was shown to a hanging chamber made of colorful\ncurtains. And then both Erika and Sabrina took turns shoving various items at\nher. As the swaying dressing room moved from side to side, Daphne could almost\nfeel her head spinning. She honestly did not understand how so many women,\nparticularly Sabrina, found shopping fun. To Daphne, it was just plain old hard\nwork. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI know you\u2019re trying to help,\u201d\nDaphne said as she modeled a dress with far too many details. \u201cBut you need to\nremember, I like more classic styles.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cShe means plain clothes,\u201d Sabrina\ntold Erika.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cClassic.\u201d Erika nodded at Daphne.\n\u201cI understand vat you mean.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cBut you\u2019re so dramatic looking,\u201d\nSabrina protested. \u201cAll that beautiful auburn hair and your height. You could\nbe so flamboyant.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cYou are right, Sabrina,\u201d Erika said\nquietly as Daphne returned to the swaying chamber. \u201cYour friend is tall like\nfashion model. She vill look good in anything.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cThat\u2019s the <em>problem,\u201d<\/em> Sabrina said in a hushed tone. \u201cShe will wear almost <em>any<\/em>thing.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cOh?\u201d Erika sounded confused.\n\u201cThat\u2019s not good?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cYes, I guess it is. But we want to\nmake her look very <em>beautiful<\/em> for\ntonight,\u201d Sabrina said. \u201cNot only for her birthday, but she has a big date\ntoo.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201c<em>Big date<\/em>?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cYou know\u2026she\u2019s having dinner with\na <em>man.\u201d<\/em> Sabrina chuckled. \u201cA very handsome\nman.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cOh, dat\u2019s goot. Ve vill make her\neven more beautiful.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>It was close to five o\u2019clock when\nthey all agreed that a cream colored cable-knit dress with a wide leather belt\nmeant to be worn low on her hips was perfect. \u201cIt looked so boring on the\nhanger, but it really does look good on you.\u201d Sabrina conceded as she snapped\nsome pictures with her phone.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cIt shows off her figure,\u201d Erika\nsaid with a pleased nod. \u201cGood for big date.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Daphne felt her cheeks warming and\nnearly pulled the plug on the dress but knew that would mean trying on more\nclothes. Instead she returned to the swaying chamber and, eager to be done with\nthis, handed it over to Sabrina. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cAnd you want the belt too?\u201d Erika\nasked hopefully.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cAbsolutely. And those suede pumps\ntoo,\u201d Sabrina declared. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cNo,\u201d Daphne called out as she\npulled on her jeans. \u201cI\u2019ve got some boots that will look great with that dress.\nThey\u2019re the same color as the belt too.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cOh, yes,\u201d Erika agreed. \u201cBoots\nvould be goot with this dress. Daphne is right.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Relieved that Sabrina was talked\nout of purchasing the shoes they\u2019d insisted she try on with the dress, Daphne\nhurried to change into her own clothes then pretended to browse the racks while\nSabrina and Erika handled the purchase.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cHappy birthday!\u201d Sabrina declared\nas she handed Daphne the garment bag.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cYou\u2019re too generous.\u201d Daphne called\nout goodbye to Erika as she held the shop door open for Sabrina and Tootsie.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cThe truth is I have ulterior\nmotives,\u201d Sabrina confessed as they went out to the car. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cWhat do you mean?\u201d Daphne asked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI don\u2019t want to lose you,\u201d Sabrina\nconfessed. \u201cI want you to marry Jake and then you and Mabel will remain across\nthe street from me\u2014and we will all happily grow old together.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Daphne laughed. \u201cWell, at least\nyou\u2019re being honest about it. And, for the record, it sounds good to me too.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cYou know, I\u2019ve been giving this\nwhole thing a lot of thought lately, Daphne.\u201d Sabrina started her car. \u201cFor a while\nI was really miffed at your grandmother for the way she wrote out her will. I\nmean, it just seemed wrong and selfish for her to insist you must get married\nin order to inherit her estate. But the more I thought about it, the more I began\nto understand. She simply wanted to ensure that you were happy.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cYou mean happily married.\u201d Daphne\nfrowned. \u201cAnd yet she never chose to marry herself. Doesn\u2019t that seem a bit\nironic?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cYes. But it just proves that she\nunderstood what it felt like to grow old alone. Even with her big house and\nbeautiful car and those two cats, I suspect she was lonely. And I\u2019m sure she\ndidn\u2019t want the same for you.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cBut what if the stipulations in\nher will tempted me to marry the wrong man? Out of plain desperation? How could\nthat make me happy?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cYour grandmother must\u2019ve known you\nwere far too sensible to do something foolish like that. Not to mention you\u2019re\ntoo honest. No, Daphne, the old darling trusted you to make the right decision.\nThat\u2019s why she wrote it out the way she did. It was for your own good.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Daphne sighed. \u201cWell, I\u2019ve actually\nhad similar thoughts, Sabrina. Still, it sure hasn\u2019t been easy. And seeing the\nmonths of the calendar turning over is unsettling. You know I have less than\nthree months now.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cBelieve me, I know. But here\u2019s\nwhat I\u2019m thinking, Daph. It\u2019s sort of like I\u2019m an ambassador.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cAn ambassador?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;\u201cYou know, like a diplomat or delegate. I\u2019m\nrepresenting your grandmother. I like to think that old Daphne Delacorte or\nDaphne Ballinger or Penelope Poindexter\u2014whatever handle she went by back\nthen\u2014anyway, I like to imagine that she sort of selected me to help you. Sort\nof like your fairy godmother.\u201d Sabrina laughed. \u201cI know it sounds silly.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cWell, you make a sweet fairy\ngodmother.\u201d Daphne chuckled, envisioning Sabrina in a fairy godmother costume,\ncomplete with sparkling wand and tiara\u2014oddly enough it wasn\u2019t hard to imagine.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cAnyway, I don\u2019t mind helping you.\nNot one bit.\u201d Sabrina made a loud sigh. \u201cI just hope we\u2019re not wasting our time\non Jake.\u201d Sabrina parked her car in her own driveway. \u201cI\u2019d hate to be barking\nup the wrong tree. Especially when time is precious.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cWhat do you mean?\u201d Daphne turned\nto peer at her. \u201cI thought you<em> liked<\/em>\nJake.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI do like Jake.\u201d Sabrina\u2019s\nforehead creased. \u201cBut I\u2019m worried that rumor is true\u2014that Frank really does\nplan to move Gwen and Jenna to Florida.\u201d\nShe bit her lip as if she didn\u2019t want to say more.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cBut you said earlier that you\ndidn\u2019t think\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cThe truth is\u2014I texted Ricardo\nwhile you were having your facial, Daphne.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cAnd\u2026?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cHe confirmed that it\u2019s true. Frank\ntold him himself. Straight from the horse\u2019s mouth.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cOh\u2026.\u201d Daphne felt her spirits\nplummeting. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cSo\u2014since I\u2019m playing fairy\ngodmother\u2014I want to give you some advice.\u201d Sabrina looked at her with sincere\nblue eyes. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cAnd that would be?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cGuard your heart, my friend.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Daphne just nodded.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cWe all know how much Jake loves\nhis daughter\u2014and that he could easily relocate his law firm to just about\nanywhere.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cIncluding Miami,\u201d Daphne said quietly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cSo keep that in mind,\u201d Sabrina\nsaid soberly. \u201cDon\u2019t let yourself fall into something that will ultimately hurt\nyou.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Daphne nodded. \u201cI will keep that in\nmind, Sabrina.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cSorry to be such a wet blanket on\nyour birthday.\u201d Sabrina\u2019s lower lip protruded ever so slightly. \u201cBut I just\nwant the best for you.\u201d She reached over to squeeze Daphne\u2019s hand. \u201cI\nconsidered not telling you that it was true. But it didn\u2019t seem right to keep\nit a secret.\u201d <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cThanks, I appreciate that.\u201d Daphne\nmanaged only a stiff smile. \u201cAnd don\u2019t worry about me, it\u2019s still been a great\nday. And I\u2019m sure that dinner with Jake will be pleasant and fun. We\u2019ve been\nfriends for a while. I\u2019ll just enjoy his company. And I\u2019ll guard my heart too.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cGood for you.\u201d <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>They both got out of the car then\nSabrina rushed over to hug Daphne. \u201cHappy birthday, honey.\u201d\n\nDaphne thanked her again and, with her new birthday dress in hand,\nhurried across the street to her house. But as she went up the walk, where the\ntulips were just starting to open and bloom, she wondered if this would still\nbe her house by her next birthday. 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