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Denise was right. Andrew's a four-leaf clover in a field of weeds, a man you don’t want to slip through your fingers. And I don't. I don't want that man to slip through my fingers.
“I never stopped loving you, Tucker.” His face doesn’t fill with hope. Instead he asks, “But you’re not in love with me.” There is a difference. Loving someone and being in love with someone.
In a Jimmy-like voice, I say, “Mae, Jimmy wants to know if you’ll marry him.”

