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tell you what I got for Father’s Day last year, do I? I’m not so sure what you can find in Whitewright. Seems like there is a new women’s store across from the library, so you might have to do a quick run up to Sherman.”
    “Thank you. And now you’d better get on out of here and let me clear off the table so I can set up the refreshments,” she said.
    “Refreshments?” He cocked his head to the side in a gesture that made him even more attractive. Green eyes twinkled and a smile tickled the corners of that absolutely delicious-looking mouth.
    “Since this is their first concert, they are giving open backstage passes. We will be serving coffee, sweet tea, and cupcakes immediately after the concert. Just a reminder, you should ask for autographs on the paper napkins,” she leaned in to say softly and wished that she could taste, just one time, his lips after he’d sipped sweet tea. Even thinking about it was more intoxicating than a shot of whiskey.
    Mason pushed back his chair. “I keep saying the same words, but I don’t know any other way to say it: you are amazing, Annie Rose.”
    “You might want to wait to say that until after the concert. I don’t even know what they are doing after the fiddle song. The other two are with Lily’s karaoke machine,” she whispered.
    Mason leaned down and kissed her on the cheek. “This week has been incredible.”
    She didn’t get the pleasure of a real kiss, but she felt like a teenager who’d been kissed by Blake Shelton at a country music concert. She had to hold her hands tightly in her lap to keep from touching her cheek to hold the kiss there forever.
    “It’s been the most fun I’ve had since I was a kid,” she said.
    “Daddy!” Lily yelled through the closed door. “Do you have your camera to film us?”
    “Yes, princess, your filming crew is ready,” he said.
    “Is the refreshment table ready?” she asked.
    “It will be in five minutes,” Annie Rose yelled back. “And in exactly nine minutes we will be in our seats and ready.”
    “Beers after they are in bed tonight?” Mason asked.
    “I’ll be the one on the swing in my bare feet,” she said.
    “I’ll be on the lookout for you.” He smiled.
    ***
    Mason and Annie Rose waited until the clock struck seven to open the doors. Jar candles were on the coffee table, the end tables, and defined an area around the part of the living room designated as the stage. They’d gone to a lot of trouble setting up a metal stand with music and a fiddle, a karaoke machine, and two bales of hay. How they’d gotten that hay into the living room was a mystery. Annie Rose thought she’d kept a better watch on them than that.
    She and Mason took their seats and managed to keep a straight face when they saw gray duct tape holding a sign on the chair beside the music stand. Written in bright pink crooked letters, it read Welcome to the first concert of the Famous Harper Sisters .
    The door swung open and they made their appearance, walking slowly into the living room and waving at Annie Rose and Mason. Gabby was dressed in a pale blue gingham-checked sundress that matched her eyes. Lily wore a hot-pink skirt with a petticoat making it stand straight out, and a cute little tank top. The bling on her hot-pink cowgirl belt glittered in the candlelight.
    “Welcome,” Gabby said in a big voice. “Thank you for coming. We’ve got a show that y’all are goin’ to love. We’ll get started with the fabulous Lily Harper playing on the fiddle and accompanying me while I sing “I’ll Fly Away.”
    Lily picked up a microphone from the music stand and said, “Afterwards you are invited to a backstage party held in the dining room. Refreshments will be served, and we will be giving out autographs. Now sit back and enjoy the first-ever Famous Harper Sisters concert.”
    Mason leaned over and whispered into Annie Rose’s ear, giving her a warm tingle all the way down her spine. “No way can she play that

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