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Relief washed over hiht you’d never ask”

February the thirteenth fell on a Friday and McKenzie was convinced that the day truly was a bad-luck day

Today was it The end of her two months with Lance

She’d promised herself there would be no fuss, no oodbye He had his dance toht and no doubt by next week he’d have a new love interest

But she couldn’t quite convince herself of that

So in the way Lance looked at her ht instead take soet over her

Unfortunately, she ht require that time, too

Lots and lots of recovery tih perhaps not the three decades’ worth her mother had taken to blossom into a woman in love

Her mother was in love And loved

Over the past several days McKenzie had been fitted for a maid-of-honor dress and had etting married at a local church in a s day

“You’re not planning to see ht?” Lance asked

She shook her head “My ht”

“I could go with you”

“That would be a bad idea”

“Why?”