![]() ![]() "Aw, sweetheart, I can't bear to think of you home alone, brooding, feeling sad," Nathaniel said.Īnd feeling like a big loser who was left at the altar on her wedding day? she wondered. "I'm not really in the mood for a New Year's Eve bash, Uncle Nate," she said. Exactly one year ago at this time she was having her hair and makeup done right before slipping into a Vera Wang wedding gown, excited, blushing and oblivious to the fact that her fiance Glen was getting blitzed and ready to run for his life. ![]() And if the hurt wasn't bad enough, her heart had gone cold and hard, too. Maybe it was cute when she was four or even fourteen to say things like "Sunny isn't too sunny today!"īut this was December 31 and she had come to Virgin River to spend a few quiet days with her uncle Nate and his fiancee Annie, to try to escape the reality of a heart that wouldn't heal. "C'mon, sunshine, you gotta be more flexible! Optimistic! You can't lick this wound forever." In Virgin River? A town of about six hundred?"Ah, I think I'll pass." "Let's go out on the town and see if we can't put a little of that legendary sunshine back into your disposition!" "Come on, Sunny," her uncle Nathaniel said. Sunny Archer was seriously considering a legal name change. ![]()
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