I can envision adding some antiques, some vintage jewelry and gowns along with the new.”
Maggie walked over to the dressing rooms. “I know a woman living in Whisper’s Edge who makes exquisite bridal veils.”
“Oh, I love the idea of using local crafters.” Addison turned to Mia. “A display case with Nicolina’s jewelry would be fantastic.”
Maggie put her hand on Addison’s arm. “The concept behind having Wedding Row is for the shops to play off of and to promote each other. And if you decide to actually do some wedding planning we could add office space in the back.” Maggie knew that talking as if it was already a done deal often worked, but in this case she didn’t have to do much selling. Addison seemed quite taken with the whole thing and walked around with a sense of wonder on her pretty face.
“Oh, Mia, I . . . I think I want to do this!” She put a hand to her chest. “Funny that after two botched engagements, I would feel so drawn to opening a wedding boutique, but it just somehow feels right.”
“Oh, Addison, I would adore it if you moved here, so, like Maggie, I have my own agenda, but my heart is pounding too.” Mia smiled and pointed to the front window. “Just say yes to the dress!”
Addison laughed. “Yes!” She turned to Maggie. “As crazy as it seems I already know I want to lease the shop. I just need to go over the details with my mother to make sure this is doable for me.”
“Excellent,” Maggie said. “Do you want to go to the local bank? I can give you names.”
“Actually, I have a trust fund that was set up for my education but I didn’t have to use it because of scholarships. I also have stock in my parent’s company that I could borrow against. My mother will have the answers to the best way for me to go about this. I’ll talk to her and then we can get the paperwork in place.”
“Her mother is Melinda Monroe,” Mia explained. “You know,
Melinda Knows Money
?”
“Oh my gosh—I’m a big fan of your mother’s,” Maggie gushed, and it was true. “Now that you mention it, I can certainly see the resemblance! She shook her head. “I was a single mom and desperately needed help with my finances. Her books helped me save money for my son’s education and plan for the future. When you talk to her, tell her I said thanks!”
“I will,” Addison said with a warm smile. “Send me the paperwork and I’ll get things moving in the right direction.”
“Sounds good,” Maggie said briskly. “Now, would you like to lease the flat upstairs as well? I certainly love mine. And makes for an easy commute to work,” she added with a wink.
Addison smiled with pure delight. “Oh, I had forgotten about that! Yes!”
“You can park around the back of the building and enter there, but you can also go up the back steps from the shop. Follow me,” Maggie said. She loved the enthusiasm floating in the air. One of the things she relished about real estate was the joy of ownership or, in this case, the start of a new business. Maggie had never been just about the sale and liked to match clients to homes that they would be happy living in. Addison seemed sharp and savvy, not surprising, given who her mother and uncle were. When they reached the top of the stairs, Maggie switched on the lights.
“Oh my gosh—it’s gorgeous!” Addison spun in a circle as if trying to take it all in at once, but then hurried over to the floor-to-ceiling windows. “Oh, would you look at the view of the river? There goes a barge,” she said as if she’d just spotted the
Queen Mary
. “Oh, Mia, I can see the stadium to the left.”
“I love the open feel,” Mia said. “You could furnish it with a modern flair or with antiques.”
“Or an eclectic mix,” Addison agreed. “Wow, recessed lighting. Oh, and the kitchen is gleaming with stainless-steel appliances, but the exposed-brick wall to the left just warms everything up, don’t you think?”
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