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by Carolyn Brown


  “That’s a start,” Larissa said.

  Henry touched Victoria on the shoulder. “Could I have this dance?”

  “My God, Henry. I forgot that you’d be here,” she gasped.

  He held out a hand. “You’re lookin’ good, Vic.”

  To Larissa’s surprise she walked into his arms.

  Garth began to sing “If Tomorrow Never Comes.” Hank crossed the room in a dozen long strides and took Larissa in his arms again.

  “What did she say?” he asked.

  “Not much but I think everything is going to be just fine.” Larissa smiled up at him. “Do you think they are listening to the words to this song?”

  “No, but I am,” he said. “And I intend to tell you every day and try in every way to prove that you are my only one just like he’s saying.”

  “Have I told you in the last five minutes how much I love you?” she whispered.

  “Yes, but I’ll never get tired of hearing those words,” he said. “Look over there.”

  Larry was leading Doreen to the dance floor and Rupert had an arm thrown around Mary Beth.

  Larissa sighed. “And it all came about because of a thumbtack stuck in the middle of the map of the United States.”

  The End

  About the Author

  Carolyn Brown is an award-winning author with more than forty books published, and she credits her eclectic family for her humor and writing ideas. Her books include the cowboy trilogy Lucky in Love, One Lucky Cowboy, and Getting Lucky, and in the Honky Tonk series, I Love This Bar and Hell Yeah. She was born in Texas but grew up in southern Oklahoma where she and her husband, Charles, a retired English teacher, make their home. They have three grown children and enough grandchildren to keep them young.

 

 

 


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