Daisy was incredibly talented. And a teensy bit cursed. Or at least according to the town she was. Annie happened to know, as did everyone else, that Daisy had not only an ex-husband but an ex-fiancé. It didn't help matters that the last three weddings she’d provided flowers for led to marriages that had ended within a year. ‘Are people still refusing to use your shop for weddings?’ Kira asked. The three of them had moved on to the next table and were arranging tall white candles around the pine boughs and flowers. Daisy let out another exhausted sigh. ‘It’s been only funerals for me for the
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