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“And that’s not enough to be an interior decorator?”

“Not in New York City, it isn’t.”

“Maybe in Montana,” I said softly, not even sure why I said it. She wouldn’t want to live in Montana—she’d made that perfectly clear—and I could see why. I loved my state and I loved my home, but then I hadn’t grown up in a big city. I couldn’t even imagine it. It made me feel claustrophobic just thinking about it.

“Yeah, I guess. Not many people in Montana probably need an interior decorator, though.”

“You never know.”

“You know, once when I was out of my mind . . .”

“What do you mean, out of your mind? Drunk?” I raised an eyebrow as I glanced at her and waited for her answer. I wondered what she was like with alcohol. I bet she was a cute drunk.

She giggled and nodded slightly. “Okay. One time when I was drunk, I had a thought that perhaps I would move to Florida or Indiana or somewhere and become a house flipper.”

“A house flipper?”

“Yeah. I thought I’d buy quaint little old houses and then renovate them and sell them.” She started laughing loudly.

“And what’s so funny?” I didn’t get the joke.

“I know absolutely nothing about home renovation or flipping.” She wrinkled her nose. “It was a stupid idea.”

“It doesn’t sound stupid to me, if that’s really what you want to do.”

“Not the flipping part so much, but I’d love to decorate houses. There’s just something about finding the right piece of furniture for rooms and picking the right color and the right light fixtures to just—” She shook her head. “Sorry, I must be boring you.”

“Not at all. Sometimes we need to talk about our dreams. No matter how unrealistic we think they are.”

“Yeah. Well, they’re very unrealistic. Even if I wanted to flip houses, it’s not like I have the money.”

“So you do want to flip houses?”

“I don’t. I was just saying that—it doesn’t matter.”

“It does. You know . . . I might have a little project for you if you’re willing.”

“What’s the project?”

“So I’m planning on building a ranch here.”

“Oh, like Lucy and Austin?”

“Yeah.” I nodded. “All of us brothers really need our own space. Mom and Dad love to have us at the main house, but after a certain point in life, you don’t really want to live with your parents anymore.”

“I can understand that. So how can I help you?”

“Maybe you could help me decorate my home.”

“Is it nearly done?”

“No, I haven’t even started. Sorry. I wasn’t even thinking, but you’d be long gone by then.

“Yeah.” She sounded wistful. “But maybe I could come back and help you.”

“Sure. That seems like a good idea. Who knows, the way Lucy and Austin are going, they might be pregnant within a few months, and you’ll be back for the baby shower.”

“That would be kind of cool and kind of crazy.”

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