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Chapter 1
“I want a hoedoedding”
Callie Sharpe, wedding site designer and planner, was professional enough to not blink at this news “A hoedoedding”
“Yes,” her client said via Skype “The bridess in a blanket at the reception You okay with that?”
“Sure,” Callie said to her laptop After all, she loved pigs in a blanket so as she to judge? “It’s your day, whatever you want”
Her bride-to-be s stuff And you always look so wonderful I love your clothes Can I see what shoes you’re wearing? I bet they’re fab too”
Callie didn’t let her easy s, not my shoes Let’s talk about your invitations—”
“Please?”
Callie sighed For the cae, she wore capri yoga pants that doubled as PJs and…bunny slippers “Whoops,” she said “I’ve got another call I’ll get back to you”
“But—”
She disconnected and grier hear her She went back to work, clicking through page after page of the season’s needding dresses, uploading the ones she liked best She switched to the latest invitation designs next And then unique party favors and stylish accessories
You really know your wedding stuff
Unfortunately this was true She’d been a bride once, the er bride ever Well, an aletting stood up, and since that , she shoved it aside She’dIT skills with her secret, deeply buried love of all things roTheKnotco, temperamental, and in lots of cases, batshit-crazy brides, all looking for their happily-ever-after She’d ive them the dream
It was exhausting Standing, Callie stretched and moved to the wall of s Her apartment was one of three in a battered old warehouse that had once been a cannery, then a salt water taffy house The building wasn’t much to write home about, but the view made the lack of insulation and insufficient heat worth it
Mostly
Today the waters of Lucky Harbor were a gorgeous azure blue, dotted hitecaps thanks to a brutal le of steel rafters,ducts above her
Callie had grown up in this ston coastal town sandwiched between the Pacific and the Olympic Mountains, and once upon a tih There’d been more than one reason for that but she was back now, and not exactly because she wanted to be