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well in any court of fairy law.
    She spent most of the evening giving a selection of unrequested assistance, so things went a little more speedily for the girls. After all, it’s my job to be helpful where I think I should.
    By nine thirty, she sank down behind the sofa, drained of almost all her energy. The girls all seemed relaxed and with the housework finished, they lounged to eat pizza.
    While the three girls settled, Poppy roused herself to head out to the kitchen and the fresh air in the garden, but their turn of conversation stopped her midflight, and she made an unsteady landing to hear more. She peeked out to watch them from behind the sofa.
    “So, we have the place tidy, garden lights ready. All we need to do tomorrow is get the patio heater onto the deck and lay out the food,” Keri said.
    “Yes. Are we all still certain we want to use the garden?” Lucy asked, and she helped herself to a slice of pizza from the box.
    “Oh, definitely!” Bal fumbled with her wedge of pizza, caught it before it hit the carpet, and gazed up, a plea in her glance. “Think. The garden will give me space to get away from my dentist, if I should need to.”
    Poppy waited, held her breath in the hope the girl would wish for something to help her. But she didn’t, Poppy let out a gasp of frustration and stamped her foot. Unrequested help round the house might be one thing. A serious wish, given in response to the words ‘I wish,’ would be something much more complicated than I’m used to, but it would produce far better results.
    “Using the garden will be fine, it’s not rained in the last few days, so the ground won’t be muddy. We’ll have the lights and the big patio heater out. Everything will be great. We can even put the garden chairs on the deck. The weather forecast’s good for tomorrow, clear and crisp, but no rain,” Keri said.
    “I won’t be dancing on the lawn, not in my Jimmy Choos. I’d be two inches deep before you could say mud. The heels would just sink in.” Lucy’s curled eyelashes fluttered. “James has agreed to come over tomorrow by nine. He sent me a text today to tell me he’d be here and wouldn’t miss it for anything. I think he is kind of hooked, at least I hope he is.”
    So, two of the girls might be ready to fall in love. Poppy noted the sparkle in Lucy’s eyes. If anyone asked me I’d say she’s the one who’s hooked.
    “Is that what you want?” Keri asked, lounging back on the sofa.
    “You bet your sweet treats, hon. James is the nearest thing to Adonis I’ve ever met. Tomorrow I want to find out if all those muscles are as firm as they appear and I might get as far as finding out if they all work the way they should.”
    “Lucy—” Bal’s almond shaped eyes flashed wide.
    Wow, this must be serious! Poppy stared up at the fair-haired mortal, whose cheeks flushed a delicate rose pink as she shoved a handful of hair back behind her ear.
    Lucy grinned and offered a wink to both her friends. “We can’t all be Princess Snow White, my dears, some of us have to walk the real world and it’s nicer to do it in Prada if at all possible.”
    “Only if you love him, Luce, promise? You won’t skip down the aisle simply because he’s on the board of directors?” Keri asked.
    “You have to be joking. He’s gorgeous. James is perfect, it’s not his fault he’s wealthy. Right now, I think he wants me, and I am going to go for it. I mean come on, all this luscious loveliness.” Lucy skimmed a palm over her body. “This won’t last forever. Girls, it’s time to wake up and smell the pheromones. This is the time for us to do it. This is our peak season to find a mate. We’ve had our fun and plenty of it without getting too entangled…” Lucy stood up and paced around to the back of the sofa, where she leaned on the top.
    Poppy gasped when the spike of Lucy’s heel near skewered her and darted back beneath the sofa, where for once the bundles of dust had been cleared.