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“I want a wedding,” Hailey had announced at the town council meeting, her boots up on the oak table. “And I’m not the one wearing the dress.”
Hailey shrugged. “Most men don’t make such pretty brides.” Hailey Makes The Boy Bride
The reception was held in the town square. Leo, still in the gown, danced with Hailey to a country song about trains and heartache. He spun her, and she laughed—a sound he’d been trying to earn for a decade. “I want a wedding,” Hailey had announced at