She loved it all, pairs, ice dancing, long programs, short programs. When it wasn’t Winter Games, she watched national and world championships on ESPN. Becca and Grace were the same age. They literally grew up together. Grace admitted who she was. After closing up the flower shop, they drove out to Cooper’s so Troy could show his friends his other place of employment. “Not too different from your little bar in Virgin River,” Troy said. “Just a different landscape.” Cooper and Denny shook hands like old friends. “Jack sends his best. Said to call him if you need anything.” “I need his cook if I’m going to get rich. Tell him to send Preacher,” Cooper said. “Like that’ll ever happen,” Denny said. “Take a table, the weather’s great. Beer on the house for my friends. What can I get the little lady with that expectant look in her eye?” “Just a noncaffeine cola, if you have it.”
