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On Thursday afternoon, Elise parked her Jeep outside the farmhouse. Mike’s truck was parked next to her mom’s car, and when she got out, the front door opened. “Give me a hand with this stuff, would you, Mike?”
“Thank you so much for this. I know everyone in the store. If they saw me buying this lot, they’d know something was going on. My pop has a knack of knowing what’s going on; he has a network of spies, or something.” Mike leaned in and picked up two big old bags of goods he’d written on a list for her.
“Don’t mention it. I’m just glad you got the job.” She picked up the remaining couple of bags, closed the Jeep door and followed Mike inside, where the house was bustling with activity. She went through to the kitchen, where her Uncle Charlie was busy preparing for the wedding me
