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up.” Adam pulled a pointed rock out of his coat pocket. “I picked this up on my way here. Shall we unearth our treasures?”
    “Yes, and I hope we never have to bury them again,” she said, relief and hope flooding through her.
    At thirteen they had found the stones during one of their many trips to the creek. The stones had been polished smooth during their tumbling journey down the creek. Adam, who knew about such things, had told her that rubbing the surface of a smooth stone was calming and would ease worry. So they carried them and used them as they worked out their daily troubles, but each time Adam left for university or his apprenticeship they buried their stones. It was their way of leaving their pain and their worries for the rain to wash away. They would dig up their stones each time he returned home and bury them again when he left. Six long years later they were finally, hopefully, digging up their stones for the last time.
    “Mark the spot if you can,” Adam said, challenging Rebecca to find their hidden treasure.
    “You doubt me, sir?” Rebecca gladly accepted his challenge and haughtily lifted her nose as she placed her palm on the damp ground. “Here. Dig if you dare.”
    Laughing, Adam raked a deep furrow in the damp earth with his pointed stone.
    Scout took that as a sign and dug in with both paws, raking and throwing clumps of dirt as if searching for a long lost bone.
    “Whoa, fella,” Adam said, wrestling Scout away from the small hole he’d managed to dig. “This is my job.” He picked up a broken piece of a branch and tossed it toward the creek. With a happy yip, Scout shot from beneath the tree and raced to the creek bank where the branch landed.
    Grinning, Rebecca nodded at the hole. “A little deeper and you’ll find both stones.”
    “If you’re wrong, you’ll owe me a kiss.”
    “I’ll kiss you even if I’m right.”
    Oh, how she loved that look in his eyes that shut out the rest of the world, that told her all he could see was her.
    “Then what shall we wager?” he asked, his voice deep, sexy, tempting her to slip into his arms.
    “I’d like that train ride you promised me eight years ago. I’ve been waiting a long time, you know.”
    “Will you settle for a train ride to Crane Landing instead of Buffalo?”
    She kissed him to answer his question and because she couldn’t help herself. She needed this honorable, remarkable man. The girl in her wanted to reunite with her friend and sweetheart. The woman in her needed to connect with the man Adam had become, the man she would marry, the man who would love her and carry her across the threshold of lovemaking and into the world of motherhood and being his wife, his lifelong companion.
    He kissed her with a deep, slow, hungry sort of kiss that melted her against him.
    Night peepers began their rhythmic chirping as Canadaway Creek burbled in the background. Tucked in their nest beneath the willow tree, Rebecca and Adam allowed themselves one languorous and passionate kiss. Loneliness and aching desire flowed between them as they poured themselves into each other. He held her close as her fingers threaded into his windblown hair.
    The quiet nicker of Rebecca’s mare told her it was time to go.
    Slowly, she eased away... and received a wet lick from Scout on her right ear. “Ack!” she said, wiping her ear with the sleeve of her sweater. Laughing, she picked up his stick and threw it back toward the creek.
    Exchanging a smile with Adam, she said, “I need to get home.”
    He nodded and released a ragged sigh. “I know.”
    They sat for a moment, Rebecca leaning against him, safe in his arms, as they listened to the familiar sounds of evening settling in. The creek was deeply shadowed; the sound of tumbling water from early day was now a quiet babble as it flowed by them.
    “I’ll bring you and Daddy lunch tomorrow,” she said, easing herself away from Adam’s warmth. “I can’t go all day without seeing