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The right woman would make all the difference. The right

woman would change her parents’ minds.

Chapter 2

Dani

Danica Davis recognized the girl for what she was. A local,

not a tourist. She moved with too much confidence not to call

New Orleans her home, but her beautiful face was pinched

with uncertainty as she pushed open the door, meaning she

didn’t venture into places like this often. Dani was willing to

bet that the girl, no, the woman, was NOLA born and bred and

did what she could to avoid the most touristy parts of the city.

She moved like the air, her lithe form breezing about the

store, flitting like a bird from one touristy item to another. She

was vibrant and fresh, like a spring day before the real heat hit

the city. Her yellow sundress with the cotton eyelets matched

her sandy gold hair, which she had done up above her head in

a bun that was purposely messy. She wore almost no makeup,

had huge eyes the color of cornflowers, a smattering of light

brown freckles across the bridge of her thin nose with the tiny

upturn at the end, and lips the same shade as coral, but she

wasn’t wearing any notable lipstick.

Dani leaned on the counter by the register. It was glass and

had assorted crystals and stones inside. The larger, more

expensive ones. She kept little baskets of the smaller ones on a

stand in the middle of the store. Soft music played in the

background, a chanting album Dani found relaxing, and

customers seemed to think fit the spiritual or “other”

atmosphere of the store.

Someone had called it that once—a stuffy middle-aged

woman with blonde extensions down past her curvy butt, way

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