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tree squatted on the bank of the burbling creek. The long drooping branches of the willow created a wall of leafy green that encircled them and had provided privacy for years while they shared their thoughts and dreams and even their heartaches.
    Scout knew this place well, and he barreled inside with a happy yip.
    Laughing, Rebecca rubbed his knobby head and tried to avoid his wildly swinging tail. Star and Scout had friended each other long ago and now greeted each other nose-to-nose.
    Adam parted the branches and slipped into the sacred space that had nourished their love.
    Rebecca moved into his arms and released a long, satisfied sigh.
    “I never knew four hours could be so long,” he said.
    With her cheek against his warm chest, Rebecca nodded. “Or that twenty minutes could be so short.”
    “Is that all you have tonight?” he asked.
    Again, she nodded. “I need to get back before Daddy comes home.”
    “I understand,” Adam said.
    She knew he did. They had built and nourished their love throughout a decade with stolen moments. Twenty minutes here, ten minutes there, sometimes even a minute to exchange a hug and the unspoken knowledge that they cared about and missed each other, was a treat. They accepted that from the beginning. At thirteen, they both understood they were too young to fully embrace their powerful love, but they tended it with care knowing one day they would be old enough to claim it, and each other.
    “Remember the day Melissa Archer caught us kissing here?” Rebecca asked, her voice quiet, her face still resting against Adam’s muscled chest.
    The sound of his chuckle rumbled beneath her ear. “All I remember is you . Your lips were so soft and your eyes looked like big brown chestnuts up close.”
    She smiled and eased back in his arms. “We have so many wonderful memories, Adam, and we haven’t even married yet or begun our family. Can you imagine what we will be able to share when we’re as old as Grandma Grayson or Agatha Brown?”
    “We’ll put them all in a book and share them with our great grandchildren.”
    “Not all of them. I plan to create some memories we can’t share with anyone.” Smiling, she tugged his hand and sat on the small wool blanket she’d spread beneath the tree.
    “Count on it,” he said. He sat beside her and pulled her into his arms. “I have so many plans for us, my love, so many places I want to show you.”
    His endearment flowed over her, warmed her, thrilled her. “Where will you take me first?” she asked, eager to hear his thoughts, loving the sound of his voice and the assurance that he was really home, that his strong arms would carry her to their wedding day and into their future.
    “Crane Landing,” he said. “You’ll love it there. The ships are... I can’t explain how magnificent they are or what it’s like to launch a vessel that size. It’s like a moment when time seems to stop, when everything holds its breath while the sails swell with wind and carry her out to sea.”
    “Reminds me of watching a foal being born, waiting for it to breathe, to recognize its mother, to find its legs.”
    He nodded. “Yes, it’s a moment like that,” he said. “Something beautiful is being born in that moment.”
    “It’ll be like that when we have children,” she said.
    “The birth of our children will be worlds beyond that, darling.”
    A rush of excitement brought her upright and she gazed into his eyes. “I’m eager to have children, but I hope we’ll have a few months to ourselves first.”
    “It’s probably safe to say we will have at least nine months.”
    She laughed and settled back in his arms. “Tell me more about Crane Landing. Will we take a holiday there after our nuptials?”
    “I’d like that, but only if it’s your desire.”
    “I want to see the place you’ve written so much about in your letters.”
    His arms tightened around her in a warm hug. “There’s so much to show you. At floodtide I’ll take