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gymnast.”
    “I had to have very limber friends,” Megan said with a laugh. “I don’t know what I’m going to do when Mom and I need storage space for the holidays. I had to have the guys push all of my shelving against the walls to make room for the car. I guess I’ll have to stack stuff in the work area and in my apartment.”
    Flynn jumped up. “I know. You could just fill up the car!”
    “True. Why didn’t I think of that?” She swept her hands against each other. “Another problem solved. Is there anything we girls can’t do together?”
    “Or you could get your space back by selling the car. It’s really pretty. I’ve heard some old cars can be worth a ton of money, and that one looks very well kept,” Flynn said. “And more practical than using it as a storage bin.”
    “It’s pristine. Daddy always bragged that the Desoto has never seen a raindrop, but I can’t sell it.”
    “Maybe someday.” Flynn’s expression softened. She’d lost her dad a few years back, so she knew what Megan was going through.
    “Never.” The words had come out like a bite. She caught herself immediately. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to snap at you. I’m still a little emotional about it all, and it’s the only connection to him I still have.”
    “Don’t apologize. You know you don’t have to do anything you’re not ready to. Plus, who else has the room to store a car this size?”
    “True,” Megan agreed.
    “I brought some extra stuff I had that I thought we might be able to use too.” Flynn owned the only B&B in the town, if one didn’t count Lonesome Pines Inn, which wasn’t officially an inn anymore since Naomi Laumann had turned it over to Katy and Derek to use for Derek’s doctor’s retreat business. The timing couldn’t have been better for the tall, reedlike blonde to take over the business from her grandparents.
    “Thanks,” Megan said.
    Flynn started pulling craft supplies out of what seemed to be a never-ending bag. “Stuff I’d gotten on sale that’s been sitting in my hope chest for way too long.”
    “Anyone hear from the guys today?” Megan asked.
    “Not me,” Katy said.
    “All of the guys are staying with me at the B&B. Jackson stopped by on the way to the airport to pick up Noah and Ford.”
    “Is Ford the one from Alaska?” Katy asked.
    “I can’t keep them straight either.” Megan pulled out a chair.
    “Yes. Ford is from Alaska.” Flynn leaned forward with a sparkle in her eyes. “I’m dying to meet these guys. Those pictures Jackson had were from like seven years ago, but they were all hot. Why is it good-lookin’ guys always seemed to travel in tribes?”
    “I don’t think I’ve noticed that,” Megan said.
    “The only one I could find online was Noah,” Flynn said.
    “Okay, now you just sound like a stalker,” Megan said.
    “I am not stalking. I’m curious. I hope Ford isn’t like five feet tall or something since that’s who I have to walk down the aisle with. That would suck.”
    Megan had never had to deal with the problem of being too tall for someone. Of course, as pretty as Flynn was, Megan wasn’t sure any guy would have a problem with her height. “Don’t sweat it.” Megan nodded for Flynn to follow her. “We don’t have to marry them, and no one will be looking at us as we walk out of the church with those guys. All eyes will be on Angie. So, who cares?”
    “Easy for y’all to say. Katy has Derek and you don’t want a relationship. I do.” Flynn pouted like she always did when they got on the subject of men, but then living in a small town could feel like slim pickings sometimes. “It’d be kind of nice if this guy was at least a potential candidate. We don’t get that many new guys in Boot Creek.”
    Katy winced behind Flynn’s back. This was an old subject that got rehashed often.
    “You can have mine if yours is a dud. Now quit moping. Come help me get the candles.” Megan hoped Flynn would quit her pouting if they