Chapter 49

"We need more lights!" Norah declared.

Miranda eyed the maze of outdoor cafe lights currently stretched across the floor of the community center gym in a spoke pattern. "You seriously need an intervention for your love of John Hughes movies."

"First off, Footloose was not a John Hughes movie. Second, it's going to be beautiful once we get them all suspended. We'll have paper lanterns as accents, and I've got Kendall Westin from the Chadwick Gallery working on origami centerpieces for the tables."

Shaking her head, Miranda slung an arm around Norah's shoulders. "I love you, you know that?"

"I do. And hey, at least I'm not going overboard on the crepe paper streamers."

"Thank God for small mercies."

Cam strolled up, rolling another canister of helium. "Be grateful I talked her out of the Cinderella's coach picture station."

Miranda stared at her friend, aghast. "Oh God. You wouldn't."

Norah pouted. "You have no sense of romance."