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hand, I step closer to Paige and, facing the cameras, I begin to speak.
    “It seems that Brogan Braxton was unable to make a splash of her own at her debut fashion show today.” I tip my head to where Paige is peering up at us from beneath her drooping, dripping hat. “So she decided to use my sister to make a splash instead.”
    “That’s right!” Paige nods eagerly.
    “Are you okay?” I ask her.
    Paige smiles. “You know, the water is actually quite refreshing,” she calls back to me.
    “There you have it. My sister is ever the optimist.” I turn to Brogan. “And it seems that Paige could give you some lessons in both etiquette
and
fashion.”
    Brogan looks like she’s about to shove me into the pool now, so I take a few steps away from her, moving to the pool ladder, where Paige is climbing out. “So here we are,” I say to the cameras as I give her a hand. “You’ve seen for yourselves what BBB fashion is all about today. And in my opinion Brogan Braxton Beachwear would not hold up in the water as well as my sister Paige Forrester is right now.”
    Paige, looking slightly drowned, smiles brightly as I hold the mic in front of her. “And if you think I’m all wet,” she says as she removes her hat, wringing it out in front of the cameras, “you should check out these BBB fashions. Because seriously, fashion friends, I would rather go swimming in this little number”—she holds out her arms and strikes a pose—“than in any of the beachwear I’ve seen here today.” Paige turns to Brogan, who is glaring at us like she wishes we were dead, and smiles. “Thank you for a very entertaining afternoon, Brogan. If your BBB line doesn’t sell as anticipated, you might consider donating your originals. I hear the circus is coming to town.”
    Paige turns back to the cameras. “And now, fashion friends, remember to always put your best foot forward.” She sticks out a dripping sandal. “Today that would be a rather soggy pair of Louboutins that I picked up in Paris last spring.” She sadly shakes her head. “And speaking of Paris … “ She gives Brogan a quick sideways glance. “We will soon take
Onthe Runway
to the Bahamas. There we will show you some truly gorgeous beachwear that is worth paying attention to. So thanks for joining us for another episode of
On the Runway.”
    Paige turns away from the camera to see that the other guests are still watching her. Their expressions are a mix — everything from confusion to shock to delight. Paige makes a deep bow for their benefit. The small crowd actually claps and some even cheer.
    She waves her hand at the cameras. “That’s a wrap, boys. Now let’s get out of here before Brogan tries to push us all into the pool.”
    We exit the pool area and congregate in the lobby, where our crew expresses relief at having finished the show in half the time expected.
    “This is going to make a great show,” Alistair tells Fran. “We caught the whole thing on film.”
    “That’s great,” she tells the guys. Then she turns to me. “And good job holding it together, Erin.”
    “Thanks.”
    “Nice recovery,” she tells Paige.
    “Very nice,” I agree. “Even with those raccoon eyes, you were a class act.”
    “Thanks a lot,” Paige mutters as she grabs a compact from her bag and, peering into the mirror, starts repairing the damage to her mascara.
    After we get home, I tell Mom about the BBB fashion show while Paige takes a long shower.
    “You girls.” Mom shakes her head as she fills a glass with water. “Such adventures!”
    “Speaking of adventures,” I say, “are you getting excited about Paris?” Jon had originally planned to take Mom on an Alaskan cruise for their honeymoon, but when he heard that Paris was her dream locale, he changed his plans. Now they will spend two weeks in France instead.
    “I’ve had so much on my mind lately …” She sighs. “I can hardly even think about Paris.”
    “You mean because of the wedding?” I