"Did Webster's change the definition of celebrate and no one told me? Because I always thought it should involve being, you know, happy."
Veronica Carter turned her attention from the dance floor, with its multicolored spotlights and twirling couples, to Lola Ann Whitford, town librarian and Ronnie's best friend. While it was impossible to discern Lola Ann's every word over top of the exuberant local band that played every Friday night, the gist was clear.
"Sorry," Ronnie said sheepishly. "I'm not being very good company, am I?"
"No." The short, curvy brunette grinned, showing all her dimples. "Which is why I am ditching you for the very first guy who asks me to dance."
"Well, as long as he's hot," Ronnie conceded. After today's inspection of her new home, she should be feeling celebratory. Yet her emotions were as badly tangled as a carelessly handled fishing line.
In addition to the inspector telling her she'd chosen her future house well, and that the flaws were ...
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