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“What did Cal say when you saw him at PT today?”

“My session is tomorrow. The schedule got shifted because of the holiday.”

“Oh,” Lauren said with a smirk. “So, you’ve been overthinking this all day, haven’t you?”

“Pretty much.”

“Can you have fun with Cal and not get attached?”

I twisted my hands in my lap. “I’m not even sure he’d want that. Emotions were high last night, and things got out of hand. Again, I’m his patient, and he’s on thin ice at work.”

Lauren nodded. “Cammie mentioned that. Avery Peterson is such a bitch.”

“Wow, I don’t think I’ve ever heard you call anyone that before.”

“She’s hurt a lot of people.”

“That she has.”

“Lauren,” Poppy screamed from the other side of the door. “Get your ass out here. There are more people than I can handle.”

Lauren took a deep breath and sighed. “I love your sister, and I’d never fire her, but this job isn’t the best fit for Poppy.”

“Whatever do you mean,” I said with a laugh.

“You two really could open a custom bakery. You could bake and manage the peopling parts. Poppy could decorate and grow the business. She runs all our social media channels and comes up with the best ideas.”

I shook my head. “I worked too hard for my finance degree. I can’t throw it away because Poppy has a sudden passion for cake decorating, and you’d like to hire someone with a sunnier disposition.”

“Of course not. You’d do it because you love baking. You always have. And I’m sure all that finance experience would help you run your own business.”

“You just want me to stay in Peace Falls.”

“Duh. But more importantly, I want you to be happy. You deserve that.”

“I’m serious, Lauren,” Poppy screamed. “Mr. Fitzwilliam took his teeth out, and I swear on my rondel chisel I would rather put my face under the frother than help him find them again when he throws them out with his napkin.”

“Oh,” I winced. “We better go. She cried when Mom bought her that chisel.”

“Promise me you’ll consider all your options.”

Opening a bakery in Peace Falls seemed more like a fantasy than a valid career plan. But I nodded, and we returned to the café in time to save Mr. Fitzwilliam’s teeth and Poppy’s face.

Chapter fifteen

Cal

I was screwed. Averyhad worked overtime to flood the online review sites.

My skin crawled every time Dr. Cardoso touched me. Go anywhere else.

Arrogant. Doesn’t listen to patients at all.

I cried after every session. Don’t make the same mistake.

I kept scrolling, my stomach turning with each lie. But then, I came across three five-star reviews posted yesterday:

Dr. Cardoso is a great guy. I’ll visit him anytime I need PT.

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