and that was sent nearly ten days ago…” Tilly gasped. “And Billy’s sendin’ a telegram askin’ him to be his best man.” Tilly turned an alarming shade of red before sputtering curses Ray had never heard the usually sweet-tempered girl say. Whatever happened between Hank and Tilly must’ve been somethin’ . Ray let Tilly cool off a bit before she said, “Seems to me like you and Hank have some unfinished business. If you’d rather Billy pick someone else for his best man—” “No, no! I can’t let you do that.” Tilly swallowed. “That won’t be necessary. Billy should have whoever he wants in his wedding.” Ray watched the color rise in her friend’s face. “Uh, huh.” “Believe me, I can handle one man. How difficult can it really be?” Ray fought the urge to smile. How difficult, indeed? The End