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“Hey,” Will says. “I can pay for manicures.”

“Ooh! Do you want to come with me? I think it would be so much fun to go to the nail salon together.”

“Absolutely not.” He folds his arms over his chest.

“Julian volunteered to go with me, actually,” Courtney says.

“Did he?” Jeremy lifts his eyebrows.

Right. I did. To be honest, Courtney could get me to do pretty much anything. Better for her to go to the salon with her sister, though.

Lydia comes downstairs with Heather and hands her back to Courtney, who kisses the baby’s forehead. Heather sticks her arm out and nearly pokes me in the eye, then decides she’s more interested in Courtney’s nose.

“Remember,” Courtney says to Heather. “I’m Aunt Courtney. Yourfunauntie.”

I can’t help it. Seeing Courtney with a baby sets off some unexpected feelings inside me.

My mother and grandmother would be pleased.










Chapter 19

Courtney

“Try this one!” Naomithrusts a black cocktail dress in my direction.

I glance at the price tag. “It’s three hundred dollars.”

She gives me a look.

Right. Julian wouldn’t mind me spending three hundred dollars on a dress. It’s pocket change to him.

He told me the pin number for his “emergency” credit card. I wonder what his limit is. It’s probably something ridiculous. I asked him how much I was allowed to spend, and he wouldn’t give me a number, but after I bugged him enough, he said a thousand dollars for the dress and shoes...and jewelry, if I want it. So three hundred dollars is fine.

My sister and I are at a dress boutique on Queen Street. We’ve already been to a couple stores, but I didn’t find anything I liked.

I examine the black cocktail dress. “Okay. I’ll try it.”