The first volley of fireworks lit up the sky, and the crowd oohed as the colors sparkled and shimmered before winking out.
Ava squirmed to sit higher and Harper was worried she might cry, but the toddler pointed to the sky in awe.
“Boom,” she whispered.
“Boom.” Harper nodded.
CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
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From:[email protected]
Subject: Again?
What does a guy have to do to keep you away from other men?
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Attached was a picture of Harper kissing the man handing out medals at the 5k.
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From: [email protected]
Re: Again?
I wasn’t kissing him. I needed oxygen after rocking my first 5k. I’d rather be kissing this guy.
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She attached a picture of Luke making a fish face at Josh.
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From:[email protected]
Re: Again?
He looks awesome. You should definitely make out with him.
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When Harper checked her email later that day, she got unexpected good news.
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From: [email protected]
Subject: Miss your face
