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Choos on her feet?
Kelly was so busy wondering how anyone could walk in those heels that she jumped when Noelia nudged her and whispered, “Customer alert.”
    As if she read Kelly’s mind, the newcomer grinned and said, “I know what you’re thinking … it takes practice not to fall off these heels. I can’t wait to get home and put on my flip flops.”
    Feeling dowdy in her dusty jeans and sweater, Kelly was grateful for the young woman’s sense of humor. “One of the joys of small town living is people actually think you’re being uppity if you dress too well.” She felt a blush climb up her cheeks as she realized her words could be misinterpreted as a criticism of the other woman’s dress.
    But obviously this smart young woman was far too self-assured to take offense. She held out her hand to Kelly and then to Noelia. “I’m Daria Welcome, and my company, Welcome Home Realty of Derry, is representing a group of developers negotiating to buy the old cannery building.”
    Kelly was stunned. Developers were looking at the old disused cannery? Visions of sprawling housing and commercial developments came to her mind. Such a development would change the quaint nature of the town she loved.
    “They’re going to develop the cannery? Like, what kind of development?”
    Daria smiled reassuringly. “You must be Kelly Andrews, the owner of that lovely little cottage I pass on the way into town? I’ve watched over the past few months as you’ve completed the renovations. It’s a jewel now.”
    “Thank you. But what’s going to happen at the cannery? I know it’s an eyesore but…”
    Daria raised her hand. “Don’t worry—we’re looking to gentrify the building and create some beautiful condominium apartments. It will probably increase the value of properties in the area rather than diminish it.”
    “Well, that’s a relief. I think the government has owned that building since … er … ”
    “Since the previous owners’ demise?” That 1000 watt smile again. “Yes, the government did take the cannery and other portions of the Peterson family estate after they were indicted for money laundering. The Feds are not the easiest of clients to negotiate with, I can tell you.” Daria rolled her eyes. “I’m spending a lot of time here in Marina Grove, searching records, reading reports, and overseeing contractors and architects. You’re not thinking of selling your cottage, are you?”
    The question came out of left field and Kelly blinked before answering. “Not for a moment. I love that old house.”
    “I can see why. Anyhow, that’s not why I’m here. I’m getting married at Christmas and I’m looking for the perfect gown.”
    Kelly’s smile widened. “Come and take a seat and we’ll discuss what you’re looking for. We offer a range of gowns of different styles, including some beautiful vintage dresses from top designers. We are also able to arrange every aspect of your wedding, right down to party favors, mementos for the reception guests, flowers. You name it, we do it.”
    “Sounds like I’ve come to the right place—I know what I want, but the details are so time consuming. I could use some help.” Daria smoothed the back of her skirt and sat down on one of the delicate antique chairs.
    “Could I get you a drink while you’re chatting?” Noelia asked.
    “A decaf latte would be nice.”
    Noelia suppressed a grin. “I’m sorry—we have a pot of regular coffee on the brew. The boss hasn’t yet shelled out for a classier coffee maker.”
    Kelly flushed and Daria laughed. “That’s okay. I probably shouldn’t have coffee among all these beautiful gowns and things—I can be a bit klutzy.” She turned to Kelly. “I’m looking for that very special dress. The one everyone is talking about … ”
    Kelly heard Noelia’s sharp intake of breath. Remembering her promise to keep the dress out of easy view, she replied, “Why don’t you start by taking a spin around the store and