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Authors: Heather Tullis

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The Last Bride (DiCarlo Brides #6)

BOOK: The Last Bride (DiCarlo Brides #6)
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Table of Contents

 

Contents

Front stuff

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

Chapter 23

Chapter 24

Chapter 25

Chapter 26

Chapter 27

Chapter 28

Chapter 29

Chatper 30

Chapter 31

Chapter 32

Chapter 33

Chapter 34

Chapter 35

Chapter 36

Chapter 37

Chapter 38

Chapter 39

Epilogue

A Perfect Fit

SEALed with Love

Reclaiming His Bride

Family Matters

Wild Hearts

Acknowledgements

Contents

 
 

Front stuff

 

Chapter 1

 

Chapter 2

 

Chapter 3

 

Chapter 4

 

Chapter 5

 

Chapter 6

 

Chapter 7

 

Chapter 8

 

Chapter 9

 

Chapter 10

 

Chapter 11

 

Chapter 12

 

Chapter 13

 

Chapter 14

 

Chapter 15

 

Chapter 16

 

Chapter 17

 

Chapter 18

 

Chapter 19

 

Chapter 20

 

Chapter 21

 

Chapter 22

 

Chapter 23

 

Chapter 24

 

Chapter 25

 

Chapter 26

 

Chapter 27

 

Chapter 28

 

Chapter 29

 

Chatper 30

 

Chapter 31

 

Chapter 32

 

Chapter 33

 

Chapter 34

 

Chapter 35

 

Chapter 36

 

Chapter 37

 

Chapter 38

 

Chapter 39

 

Epilogue

 

Acknowledgements

 

 

 

© 2014 Heather Justesen

This is a work of fiction. The characters, names, places, incidents and dialogue are products of the author’s imagination and are not to be construed as real.

No part of this book may be reproduced in any form whatsoever without prior written permission of the publisher except in the case of brief passages embodied in critical reviews and articles.

Published by Jelly Bean Press, PO Box 548, Osawatomie, KS 66064

Ebook ISBN: 978-1-63034-005-6

Paperback ISBN: 978-1-63034-004-9

Cover design by Bill J. Justesen

Cover design © 2014 by Heather Justesen

Jonquil hurried through the crowded Denver airport. Of course, the one time she’s running behind schedule, the plane would arrive early. Wasn’t there a rule against planes running on time or something? She grimaced as she saw her sister waiting at the baggage claim, checking her watch. Angela was almost unrecognizable; her blond hair had been cropped to chin length and dyed black. She pulled out her cell phone and started to dial.

“Hi, sorry I’m late,” Jonquil said as she rushed up. “I got stuck in construction behind a moving van.”

Angela smiled and threw her arms around Jonquil’s neck. “It’s so good to see you. We missed you at Christmas.”

Jonquil ignored the criticism and hugged her baby sister. She had gone home for a few days in January—the only break she’d allowed herself since arriving in Juniper Ridge, Colorado the previous summer. “I know. Things at the hotel have been crazy busy.”

“And all of those weddings in your new family haven’t helped,” Angela agreed. She shouldered her little carry-on and an enormous purse, and then grabbed the handle of one of her bags. “Will you grab the other one?”

Jonquil took the handle of the larger suitcase and attempted to roll it toward the door, but it tipped a little and slid against the floor.

“Sorry, one of the wheels broke off last time I flew,” Angela said over her shoulder, already moving toward the door. “Those baggage handlers are so irresponsible.”

Irritated, Jonquil hefted the bag, which was heavy enough it must have been pushing the weight limit. “So, how long are you staying? You didn’t mention when you had to return home.” She dodged a couple of teenage boys and paused to keep from running into an older woman in a wheelchair, struggling to keep up.

“You’re funny.” Angela laughed.

“What do you mean?” Angela’s response had made Jonquil feel stupid. She hated feeling stupid.

“Come on, I told you I was staying all summer. We talked about how I was doing summer stock.”

Jonquil thought back to their recent conversations as she scrambled to keep up with her new burden. “You mentioned in March that you were planning to do summer stock and sending out video auditions. You never said if you got a part.”

When Angela looked over at Jonquil, the expression was almost too innocent to be believed. “I told you I got hired at the Juniper Ridge theater, didn’t I? Our rehearsals for
How to Succeed in Business Without Really Trying
begin this afternoon and run most of every day until we open in a few weeks. I was cast as Hedy La Rue. I sent you an email with all of the details.”

Jonquil racked her brain but didn’t remember a hint of this. “If you sent it, I didn’t get it.”

Angela’s brow curved up questioningly. “No wonder you didn’t respond. Sometimes you just can’t trust those spam filters. They catch the weirdest things.” Angela smiled at Jonquil. “We’ll have the whole summer together. Of course I’ll be working a lot. We have afternoon performances on Wednesdays and Saturdays in addition to the dinner show so I’ll be really busy, but we’ll still have plenty of time to hang out and do stuff together. If I’m staying with you, we’ll see each other all of the time.” Her smile put off about 200 watts. “Well, compared to the past year, anyway. The director will keep us hopping.”

Jonquil managed to keep setting one foot in front of the other as panic took over. Angela was going to join them for the summer? She’d be around
a lot
? What was she going to tell the others? And then there was the fact that Angela had invited herself to stay in the house for the whole summer. Though Jonquil’s first reaction was to say she couldn’t stay—a stupid, irrational side of herself—she bit her lip and waited until they had exited to short-term parking and she had a moment to assimilate the information.

Was there any legitimate reason she shouldn’t let Angela stay with her? There
was
plenty of space at the house now. Most of the bedrooms were empty, since four of the six sisters had married and moved out. And maybe it would give Jonquil a chance to understand her flighty little sister a little better.
Stop being so selfish
.
She’s part of your life every bit as much as the others are. This will be good for you.

She hoped it was true, anyway.

Jonquil hadn’t exactly been thrilled with the prospect of moving to Juniper Ridge the previous summer. Her father’s will had insisted she live with a bunch of half-sisters she didn’t know and work with them to open their father’s latest hotel. When they’d learned about each other at the reading of the will, she had been as shocked as everyone else to find out her father had so many daughters, but things had turned out okay, hadn’t they?

Then Jonquil realized something Angela
hadn’t
said aloud. “You don’t have a car. That theater is clear across town from the house.”

Angela looked over. “I know you live close to work. I hoped I could use your car or get a ride if I need it. I might be able to get rides from people I work with too. I mean, most of them live in the provided housing for the cast and crew, but there are so many of us in a couple of tiny barracks and I keep hearing about how you have that big place with lots of extra space. You don’t mind putting me up, do you?” She all but fluttered her eyelashes as she gave Jonquil her most hopeful, wistful expression.

Jonquil should have guessed. As long as she could remember, her sister had depended on others to take care of things for her. She got herself the job, great, but now Jonquil was going to end up playing taxi. She held in the irritation that zoomed through her. “We’ll see what we can work out. There’s always a bicycle.” She shouldn’t have said that; there was no way she’d make her sister ride a bike down that busy road to the theater. But she wasn’t feeling quite as generous about the situation as she could have been.

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