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If her mother could put her heart out there, be in a committed relationship, find happiness, why couldn’t McKenzie?

Maybe she wasn’t like her father Maybe she wasn’t like her mother either

Maybe she was tiny pieces of both, could learn from their mistakes, learn from their successes and be a better person

Right now, she wasn’t a better person Right now, she didn’t even feel like a whole person She felt like only half a person, with the other half of her

Lance

“I want hi Cecilia’s eyes to widen with satisfaction

“Good No are you going to make it happen?”

“He didn’t want more than our twopoint as I was,” she mused “I wasn’t the only one who let us end at twoon to lance “His heart belongs to another woman”

“Another woman who can’t have him,” Cecilia reminded her “If you want Lance back, then you don’t worry about whether or not he’s fighting for you You fight for him You show him you want him in your life Show him how much he means to you”

She did want Lance back and, Lord help her, she wanted to fight for him, to show him she missed him and wanted him in her life

“How am I supposed to do that?”

Cecilia’s gaze shifted to the back of a flyer posted on the salon’s front door A flyer someone froo, advertising a St Patrick’s Day show at the Senior Citizen Center

“I have the perfect idea”

McKenzie could see her friend et the feeling I’ to like this?”

Lance shoved the giant four-leaf clover to theto reflect off the glittery surface correctly or if he should reposition the stage prop