“He and Alma had your dad a few years later.” Mrs. D motioned to Austin, before looking between the two of them again. “Boy, I bet they’d be beside themselves to see the two of you here. Together.”

Sara knew that her Grandma Betty hadn’t married until she was in her late twenties and had given birth to her mom around thirty. She always told Sara she was considered an old maid in her time. Now she was wondering if she hadn’t waited to get married because her heart had belonged to someone else. To Clifford.

“Well, I’d better let you two get back to your breakfast.” Mrs. D looked overwhelmed with emotion as she stood and handed the photo to Sara. “Thanks for the walk down memory lane.”

“Mrs. Dobrinski.” Sara stopped her. So many questions were racing through her mind, but one more than the others stood out. “Do you happen to remember what he wrote on this?”

She turned the picture over.

She bent down and squinted. “No, dear. I’m sorry. I don’t.”

“Okay, thanks.” Sara tried to push down the disappointment that filled her chest. Mrs. D had told her so much more than she could’ve ever hoped for. Still… “It’s just driving me crazy that it’s signed YT and to MT.”

“Oh, now that I can tell you.” She grinned with a knowing glint in her eyes. “Those were their code names, since your great-grandparents didn’t approve of them running around together.”

“Do you know what they stood for?”

“Well, sure. MT stood for My Temptation and YT stood for Your Temptation.”

MT. My temptation.

Glancing up at Austin as he said goodbye to Mrs. D, Sara thought, yep, I can definitely relate to that.