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troubled mind. Tell me what the damned vision means.”
    “I’m no expert,” Ridley hedged. He was in over his head.
    “What does being visited by this wedding-veil-wielding temptress portend for the Magic Man of Manhattan?”
    “It probably doesn’t mean a thing.”
    “But if it did mean something …”
    Ridley rolled off a shaky laugh. No point in alarming Tuck when he didn’t have any strong evidence that something untoward
     was going to happen. “Hang loose, dude.You’re blowing this all out of proportion. Sometimes a cigar is just a cigar.”
    “W E STILL CAN’T BELIEVE you’re moving to Colorado lock, stock, and barrel,” Delaney Cartwright Vinetti told Jillian as they shut the door closed
     on the rented U-Haul trailer and tucked a lock of hair behind her ear. “And in October. Autumn doesn’t seem like the prime
     time for a move to a mountainous state.”
    “It’s the perfect time,” Jillian assured her. “I’ve got nothing else to lose.”
    Delaney was a pretty brunette with a people-pleasing personality. She’d been the one to find the three-hundred-year-old wedding
     veil in a consignment shop, and she’d immediately fallen under its spell. She’d believed in the fantastical story that went
     with the veil. She’d wished on it just before she was about to marry the wrong man and ended up finding her true love. Nick
     Vinetti was a detective for the Houston PD. They had a daughter, Audra, three and a half, and one-year-old twin sons, Adam
     and Aidan.
    “But Blake’s will hasn’t even been probated yet.”
    “I’m the executor; I have to go check out the property.”
    “But you’re moving. Visiting I could understand, but you’re moving to the place sight unseen.”
    Jillian shrugged. “The lease was up on my condo. I couldn’t justify signing up for a second year.”
    “It seems so sudden,” Tish Gallagher Tremont added. “You don’t even know what you’re getting into.”
    “Now, come on, Tish, you’re supposed to be the adventurous one of the group. Don’t tell me motherhood has changed you that
     much,” Jillian said.
    Tish was an auburn-haired beauty who was almost as tall as Jillian. Delaney had passed the wedding veil on to her, and Tish
     had reconnected with the love of her life, former secret service agent Shane Tremont. They had a son, Max, who just turned
     two, and a three-month-old daughter, Samantha.
    “And you’re not eligible to practice law in Colorado,” Tish said.
    Her friends might not realize it, but she’d thought this thing through. “Not yet. But I have some money saved, and I’ll sit
     for the Colorado bar as soon as I can. In the meantime, I’ll take a job as a law clerk. It won’t hurt to brush up on the basics.”
    “Jilly, are you really sure this is what you want?” Rachael Henderson Carlton asked. “We’re all going to miss you something
     terrible.”
    When Tish had remarried Shane, she gave the wedding veil to blond-haired, blue-eyed Rachael, who—after she’d started Romanceaholics
     Anonymous—ended up falling madly in love with Brody Carlton, the sheriff of her hometown of Valentine, Texas. Rachael was
     roundly and radiantly seven months pregnant with their first child due sometime around Christmas.
    “I’m going to miss you guys, too, but come on, let’s be honest. You’ve all got your own lives now. It’s time I found my place
     in the world.”
    They’d been friends since they were suitemates at Rice University, and Jillian loved them all dearly, but they’d moved on
     with their lives, and she’d been the one left standing still. But the minute she’d told them she was going to Colorado, they’d
     organized a moving party and shown up, even pregnant Rachael, who lived four hundred miles away. They truly were special friends.
    “You’re going to be so far away from us,” Tish bemoaned.
    “We’ll call each other every week. Plus, you can come visit me during the summer or during ski season. There’s a