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drove back in late fall. Just like the rest of the snowbirds. You would love having them around again.”
    Henry nodded. “The only reason Dad agreed to move was because he didn’t think there was enough work for both of us. I know Mom misses some of her friends. They talk on the phone all the time.” He squeezed her hand. “Polly, that’s really the best idea in the world. Why didn’t I think of it?”
    “Because you were too focused on how you would handle it. You don’t ask for help very easily.”
    “All of their things are still here at the house.” He turned to Polly. “If I didn’t know better, I’d think they left things exactly the way they were just in case they wanted to come back. I’ll call Dad this afternoon. I might sleep tonight after all.”
    “Since you’re sleep-deprived too, could we stop and get coffee before you pick up the trailer? I’m kind of desperate,” she laughed. “I didn’t take time to make any this morning.”
    “Let’s stop for coffee and breakfast.” Henry smiled at her. “You are my bright, pretty girl, do you know that? I’m the luckiest man on earth because you love me.”
    “You keep thinking that. Head down Lincoln Way and we’ll stop for bagels. Now that you mention it, I’m starving.”
    Henry turned off the highway and drove into Ames. “You change my world every day, Polly. I feel so much better than I did an hour ago. I can’t wait to work with Dad again.”
    “I love you, too,” she said .

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
    CHAPTER FOUR

     
    Polly and Henry dropped the trailer at the front of the construction site. As he unhooked it from the truck, she watched two utility vehicles traversing the rows of the vineyard. Every once in a while, one would stop and the driver would get out and fuss with something on a grapevine and then he’d take off.
    “Who is that?” she asked, pointing to the men in the vehicles.
    “Probably Bruce Victor and Wayne Phillips. Wayne is in charge of the grapes and Bruce is the winemaker here.” Henry turned around and pointed to a large building tucked behind a grove of trees. “That’s where they make the wine. Sometime you’ll have to ask for a tour. It’s pretty cool.”
    “Just the two of them work here?”
    “Today, yes, but generally no. They’re the guys in charge. The Terrible Trio hired them to come to Bellingwood seven years ago. They bring on temporary workers in the fall to pick grapes and there are several others who work in the winery itself. Since it’s the off season, these two are really the only ones here right now.”
    Polly nodded, trying to grasp the immensity of the venture. “Do you think they’ll be successful?”
    “No reason why not. Iowa has great wineries and the boys have plenty of money to invest in it. As soon as J. J. and Ryan start marketing, it will take off.”
    “You’d think they’d have started by now.”
    “There were a couple of rough years, but they’re finally building up a nice collection of wines.”
    Because they were running late, Henry drove her straight to Davey’s. One of her friends would take her home after lunch.
    She reached for the door handle when he pulled up to the front of the restaurant and he stopped her. “Thanks for going with me this morning and thank you for listening.”
    “You take care of me every day, Henry Sturtz. I don’t get many opportunities to do the same for you.”
    “I’m calling Dad when I get back to the shop. I don’t know what they’ll say about moving home, but I’ll ask.”
    She kissed him. “Don’t forget that we’re going to Joss and Nate’s tonight. Do you want to pick me up?”
    “I’ll come get you. Have a good rest of the day.”
    Polly hopped out and ran inside. The hostess gestured to the main room. Lunch with Lydia, Beryl and Andy was a regular affair and Polly knew where to find them.
    “I’m sorry I’m late,” she said, sitting down. “Henry and I went down to Ames to get a trailer for the