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She moved on.

Justin laughed. “I haven’t talked to him in a few weeks, so I could be behind the ball somewhat.”

“You are,” she said. “And look at that line out there.”

“Going to be a good day for tips,” Justin said, rubbing his hands together. “I can feel it.”

“I hope you’re right.” She needed it thanks to her car repair bill last week.

“You’re always so prepared for the day,” Justin said. “If you ever want to work more or full-time, let me know. I’d love to have less part-time staff and more reliable ones.”

It was nice to be wanted.

But she needed a sustainable career and to not always have to bust her butt and work long hours, nights or weekends.

Which stood to reason why she thought being a realtor would be a good fit!?

“Thanks,” she said. “I’ll let you know if I’m ever interested.”

Better to not burn bridges because who the heck knew where she’d be in six months if she couldn’t get her life together?

“Hi, Ben.”

Her son’s head brewmaster turned his head from where he was on the floor.

Jolene had her bright orange vest and matching goggles on. Her middle child thought he was being so cute making her wear this on the floor for her protection.

It was more about them seeing her coming so they could hide.

She wore it just to spite them. It made her laugh to get the last word.

Just like Ben was doing now as he looked her over. “How are you doing, Jolene?” he asked.

“Great,” she said. “Did you have a nice honeymoon?”

“Eve and I did.”

“Are you going to thank me for setting you up with your wife?”

Ben closed one eye at her and smirked. “Are you going to ask me that every time you see me now? Before it was if I’d thank you for finding me a fiancée.”

“I only asked it that once.” She shrugged. “Like I do with everyone.”

“In that case, yes. Thank you for helping me find my wife.”

“You’re very welcome. It was a lovely wedding.” And another check on her list of completion.

“It was,” he said.

“I did not know Anya was a close friend of the family,” she said.

After talking with Grace, Ben’s mother, who asked about some help with Matt. She’d had her eyes peeled on Ben’s brother the whole day.

Imagine her surprise when Matt was dancing with the lovely part-time bartender here at the brewery.

It might be the only way she could get involved in this one because she’d never see Matt otherwise.

“Anya was Phoebe’s best friend when they were younger. I’ve known her most of her life.”