September trees dotting the foothills with their beginning hint of color announced fall’s arrival. Grace and Robert stood leaning against the fence, their arms draped across its top rail, lost in the companionable silence of the afternoon. School was already in session, but the quiet wouldn’t last long.
Grace enjoyed this view of her farm, the curling smoke from the chimney, the freshly plowed fields, sunflowers nodding, cows grazing lazily, and a large stack of cut wood by the corner of the house, thanks to Robert. All of this, plus the music of the birds’ tweets, comforted her soul.
Robert slipped his arm about her waist and gave it a squeeze. “We couldn’t ask for a more perfect day,” he commented.
“It’s my favorite time of year—the cool snap—a fire in the grate—cozy blankets and wraps—with school programs coming up and apples to pick. We have so much in our lives to be grateful for, don’t you think?”
“Yes, we do, Grace. We’ve come through a lot this year. With your help the children have fared well, and I believe the future looks bright.”
She turned to look up at him. “I hope so.”
Bluebelle came waddling down the lane into their view, her baby ducks following in a neat line with Paddy bringing up the rear.
“I think they have the right idea—a family, don’t you?” he asked, reaching inside his vest pocket.
Grace wasn’t sure what he meant until he lifted her left hand. Am I dreaming? A thrill shot through her, and her jaw dropped as she watched him.
“This was my mother’s pearl ring. I . . . Grace, I’d be honored if you’d marry me, and wear this ring showing the commitment of our love. Then we can become a real family.”
“Oh, yes, Robert, I will,” she murmured, looking down at the pearl ring as he slipped it on her finger. She quickly looped her arms around his neck, kissing him with longing and intensity. “Now, you have to make me that soufflé that you’ve bragged about,” she teased, and he laughed heartily.
“I promise,” he answered, stroking the side of her face with his thumb.
Suddenly a ruckus came from the chokeberry bush behind them. Turning around, they saw Tom, Becky, and Sarah emerge and shout, “Hooray!” The children rushed to Grace and Robert, and they all became a huddle of hugs, laughter, and tears.
“I told you the angel said my dream would come true.” Sarah proudly beamed up at the couple.
Grace kissed the top of her head. “No one can argue with that.”