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her donuts or pastries. That weddings and baby showers were prettier with her cakes and that birthdays came in all colors and shapes.
    She pointed to the small bistro tables by the window. The bakery had more of a walk-in clientele, but they did have a few chairs for the odd tourist who wanted to eat in.
    â€œWhat would you like? I have cupcakes, but they’re a day old.”
    â€œI can make that work,” Madeline said with a grin. “Anything day old from you is better than fresh anywhere else.”
    Shelby laughed. “I don’t care if you’re just saying that to be a good friend. I’m going to accept the compliment and hold it close to my heart.”
    â€œAs you should.”
    Shelby went into the back and pulled out several large plastic bins, where the pastries that hadn’t sold were stored. After selecting an assortment, she piled them onto a plate before starting the small coffeemaker the employees used. She collected mugs and napkins, then took everything to the front of the bakery.
    Light spilled in through the big window. Despite the chill in the air, the day promised to be sunny. The mountains to the east reminded her of Colorado—where she and her brother had grown up. Those had been fun, happy times, she reminded herself. More good than bad, at least when she’d been younger. Eventually the bad would fade and she would be left with only positive recollections.
    She sat across from Madeline and studied her friend. Madeline’s eyes were bright with love and contentment and her skin practically glowed.
    â€œBeing in love agrees with you,” Shelby told her.
    â€œI feel amazing. Like I’ve been waiting for Jonny all my life. When I’m with him, I can barely breathe and when I’m away from him, I can’t wait to see him again.”
    â€œYoung love,” Shelby said with a sigh. “I remember it well.”
    Madeline laughed. “Oh, please. You’re twenty-eight, which means you don’t get to mock young love.”
    â€œI wasn’t mocking. I was expressing gentle envy. I’m happy for you and I’d like a little of that myself.” She paused, then leaned forward and lowered her voice. “Not with Jonny, of course.”
    â€œI knew that.”
    Shelby stood. “Let me go pour the coffee, then we’ll eat sugary carbs until we can’t move.”
    â€œSounds like a plan.” Madeline followed her into the back. “You doing okay?”
    The question sounded casual enough, but Shelby sensed the concern. Her friend had found her crying the Sunday after Christmas. She’d been phoning and texting regularly ever since.
    â€œI’m fine. Better. I was just missing my mom.”
    Shelby poured them both large mugs of coffee. Madeline added creamer to hers, then they walked back to the small table by the window.
    â€œThe holidays are hard,” Shelby admitted. “I always miss her, but it’s worse this time of year.”
    â€œIt’s your second year without her, isn’t it?”
    â€œUh-huh.”
    Last year had been worse. She’d been in a new place, on her own. Kipling had still been in rehab after his skiing accident. She’d flown down to spend Christmas with him, then had returned to Fool’s Gold and her job. But through the entire holiday season, she’d been acutely aware of the fact that except for her brother, she had no one in the world. Something she wanted to change.
    Madeline’s blue eyes turned knowing. “So last Christmas you were dealing with a fresh loss, while this year, you’re more settled. But Kipling’s married now, with a baby on the way, so everything is still different.”
    â€œPossibly.”
    â€œI’ll take that as a yes. How can I help?”
    â€œYou already are helping by being my friend.”
    Madeline grinned. “But that’s so easy.”
    â€œI’m glad to hear that.” Shelby picked up