The Calendar Brides
“Where’s the party?” Emma peered around the corner, the puppy leading the way at the end of a taut leash.
“You brought the dog?” Angie asked in wonder.
“And Donny,” Jane deadpanned, as Emma tugged him into the room. He waved at the gaggle of women who’d temporarily stopped chatting to stare at him. “Emma,” Trish warned, smiling tightly, “you didn’t.”
Lena waved her concerns aside. “Oh, it will be all right.” Excited by the commotion, the puppy wound its way around a dress mannequin, nearly pulling it over. Haley caught it just in time before it toppled to the floor.
Tiny sighed heavily and surveyed the situation. “I’m sorry, Donny, people will be changing in here. Why don’t you wait in the showroom, and we’ll call you when it’s Emma’s turn?”
“Good thought,” Claire said. She snatched the leash from Emma and passed it to Donny. “Puppy can wait with you!”
Emma blinked, mildly affronted. “What’s the big deal?” she asked when Donny and the dog had gone.
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