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“Of course I’m right. I remember it like it was yesterday.” Levi kisses his bride before looking back to the sisters. “The real question is, how did you get her dress?”

Wilma straightens. “We do not give away our sources.” She lowers her voice. “But when you have your first child, we will set up a meeting and explain how the quilting begins.”

“Do we know how soon that might be?” Faye inquires.

Levi smiles wide. “Sooner than you might think.”

Walking back to their seats, Wilma zeroes in on a lonely cowboy dancing his night away with his beloved daughter. She nudges her sister and points at the strapping lad. “Wheeler Wilde will be the inspiration for our next quilt.”

Faye’s eyes light up like a bright sunny day.

“And I know exactly who to call.”

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