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“Uood I’ll stick to my runs and Zumba,” Cece said

“You are so a city girl at heart”

“You take that back,” Cece said

“Nope”

Cece slapped her with a pillow and the epic battle was on They ended up a winded, laughing heap in front of the couch on their backs breathing heavily The best friendships were the ones that never really changed, no matter how many years rolled by

Thorn

He wasn’t ain front of the two-story brick ho the doorbell, and waited for what felt like an eternity before the door opened

“Mr Finch?”

“Good afternoon, Mrs Fehr” He offered up the bouquet of fall flowers “These are for you”

“Can I safely assume you’re not here to steal my wife from me?”

The rich tenorin his late sixties, Jebediah Fehr was an i man Slender with broad shoulders, and dark eyes that could stop you in your tracks, he was the main hurtle to be jumped if he wanted permanency with Lilac

“Yes, sir I’hter”

“Let hiues or accusing us of being inhospitable”

“Come on in, Thorn,” Mrs Fehr said The tall woht smile, and soft voice winked He could see Lilac in them both From her heart-shaped face to her rich skin tone, sht nose An ally!

“We’ll take coffee in my office if you don’t mind, Mother”