Page 71 of A Whisper of Summer Magic

Meghan felt light. Happy. She took the other side and pulled a little. Inside the box was a frame. She flicked on her flashlight app.

“Oh. Wow,” she breathed. “Wow.”

It was a picture of Grandma Millie as a kid and his grandmother June, arms wrapped ’round each other. They had dresses on, their hair curled and pretty smiles, and they stood in front of the house with the potted fig trees and peeling paint even back then. Tucked in the back of the frame was a handwritten note and a legal document.

“G. Millie kept her word.” Meghan sighed in relief, but really she hadn’t doubted it.

“Is it legal?” Miss June asked.

“Yes,” Meghan assured her. “I’ll help with any problems. You now have an attorney.” Meghan smiled at the three squished-together faces of Jackson’s family.

They talked more, sent a few pictures of Chloe’s wedding and then hung up.

“What else did you bring me?” Jackson asked.

“I’m not enough?”

He laughed a little. “You’re more than enough, always. But I suspect you want to wield a little magic on me for pushing it with the toast today.”

She pushed the book at him. “I am a little hungry, and we never did quite finish our experiment.”

They kissed and, after a long moment, he pulled away slightly. “We’re nowhere near finished. We’re just getting started, Meghan Maye. Just on the start line.”

The End

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