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Michelle was wonderful. As a matter of fact, it was much more than wonderful: it was perfect. It was refined and innocent, while at the same time being a little flirty. It was light enough to be ideal for an outdoor June wedding and long enough to be the touch of semi-formal Kara knew Michelle had been searching for. The warm candlelight white set off her skin tone flawlessly.
     
                  “I told you!” Kara said when her friend stepped out in the dress with tears shining in her eyes. “Who’s the smartest and most wonderful best friend in the world? That’s okay,” she said when Michelle couldn’t speak. “You don’t have to say it. We both know it’s me. Oh, you look gorgeous! Spin around.”
     
                  Michelle obliged her and turned around in a stately fashion. There was no denying it. The dress was ideal from every angle.
     
                  “You do look lovely dear,” the shop owner, Mrs. Woodward, said as Michelle pressed her hands to her mouth to keep from crying.
     
                  She also gave Kara an indulgent smile as she began circling her friend and snapping pictures. That was a step up from the other two shops where they’d looked at Kara as if she was crazy when she had pulled the small camera from her back pocket. Of course, she wasn’t howling with laughter at this dress the way she had the others. That probably had something to do with it.
     
                  “Obviously she’ll take it,” Kara said when Michelle still couldn’t speak. When Mrs. Woodward walked to the back to write up the sale Kara gave her friend a huge smile. “I told you there was a dress for you somewhere in this world! You are definitely Kara- approved right now. I have a little feeling that you’ll be very Hayes-approved, as well.”
     
                  Michelle didn’t answer; she just threw her arms around Kara and laughed.

Chapter Three
     
                  When they pulled into the driveway, Hayes’ black car was already parked there.
     
                  “Hi!” Michelle called out as they walked in.
     
                  “Hello beautiful,” he called back. “I brought Chinese food home.”
     
                  Michelle’s eyes widened. She’d been talking about going and getting Chinese for dinner just seconds ago.
     
                  “See?” Kara asked as she hip bumped her friend with a smile. “It was clearly meant to be. Unless he forgot my General Tso’s chicken with white rice. If that’s the case, then you’ll have to call the whole thing off.”
     
                  “Well, luckily for me, I remembered,” Hayes said as they walked into the kitchen. He pointed out a container of General Tso’s with a grin.
     
                  “Thanks!” Kara said enthusiastically as she took a sip of the iced tea he’d brought. When Hayes pulled Michelle against his side and kissed her on the top of her head, Kara went on, “You know what? I think I’m going to dine al fresco tonight.”
     
                  “You’re eating outside?” Michelle asked with a slight frown.
     
                  “Sure,” Kara insisted.  “It’s a beautiful evening. Warm spring breeze, apple trees in full bloom, General Tso’s chicken with white rice, I ask you, what could be better?”
     
                  She left the lovebirds cozy in their kitchen nest and headed out to sit under the McIntosh tree. Killer, the collie puppy they’d gotten last spring, gave a hopeful bark but she didn’t join him by his little doghouse. They would be taking what Betsy referred to as their evening constitutional soon enough.
     
                  She stabbed her chopsticks expertly into the sweet, spicy chicken and munched thoughtfully. She was trying to remember how many apartments were near her office