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it.”
    “She doesn’t have that one,” Brian said. “Not that size anyway.”
    He grinned. “Believe me. I’ve had tea with all of the princesses.”
    Amber laughed as Brian’s words brought an image to her mind.
    She glanced out the window as they walked into the kitchen. The large, level yard was fenced in. Edged by an English garden. Amber could see a boat moored to a dock on the water below.
    Brian poured her some red wine and gave her a tour of the house. Walnut cabinetry made up a wall in both the family and dining rooms. The fireplace in the living room featured the same ornately carved woodwork.
    The back of house, both downstairs and upstairs, had enormous windows that took advantage of the views of the Golden Gate Bridge and San Francisco Bay.
    Quite a few sailboats were out this evening. Their white sails dotted the water.
    Brian had told Amber about Mrs. Quinn. She was out for the evening but had prepared a dinner of grilled salmon and potatoes au gratin.
    “What are you doing this weekend?” Brian asked as he walked Amber out to her car later that night.
    “I need to start packing up my mother’s house. The realtor’s going to list it soon.”
    Brian put his hands around her waist. “Want some help? I’d like to help, and I’m sure Katie would too.”
    Amber looked up into his eyes. She raised her brow. “Really?”
    Brian smiled. “Definitely.”

CHAPTER 12
     
    Amber had just pulled blueberry muffins out of the oven when the doorbell rang the next morning.
    She gave Brian and Katie a quick tour and showed Katie the dollhouse in her room. Amber’s father had built it when she was five. Months before he’d left.
    She’d never had the heart to put it away in the closet.
    Amber crouched down in front of Katie. “This was mine when I was little. My father made it for me. Would you like to have it?”
    Katie grinned and nodded.
    A little while later, Brian was out buying more boxes. Katie was playing in the living room.
    Amber stood in her mother’s room. She picked up her mother’s journals and swallowed against the lump in her throat. She carefully placed them into a box she’d marked important .
    Amber was going to donate as much as she could to charity. What she’d keep would go into the garage. But this box would stay in her room.
    She brought the box over to the dresser where her mother had kept her jewelry and slowly opened the drawer.
    There was a lot of costume jewelry. Her mother’s important jewelry sat in a velvet box. Amber lifted the lid and fingered the engagement and wedding rings nestled there.
    The box also contained gold necklaces. Amber closed the case and picked it up, tucking it next to the leather journals.
    Over the next half hour, she added several photo albums to the box. Her most important possessions were now in one place.
    Amber carried the box into her bedroom. Katie sat playing on the floor.
    “Can I go outside, Amber?” she asked.
    “Of course.”
    Amber walked her to the living room and opened the sliding glass door. “Your daddy and I will come join you soon. Okay?”
    “Okay.”
    Katie ran outside.
    Amber went into the kitchen. Brian had come back and was packing a set of china.
    “Katie’s in the backyard. It’s fenced in.”
    Brian nodded. He knelt to tape up a box. “I’m about done here. What else can I help with?”
    Amber looked around. She’d already packed up the rest of the kitchen. What she wouldn’t be needing anyway.
    Brian had finished and was watching her. “Anything that needs to be fixed?” he asked.
    Amber nodded. “Actually, there’s a window in the garage that’s been jammed for years. The realtor was going to have a handyman take care of it.”
    She led him into the garage.
    “Is there a toolkit in here?” Brian asked as Amber turned on the light.
    Amber pointed to the workbench and Brian got to work.
    Five minutes later, Amber was back in the kitchen, when she heard Brian swear loudly.
    She hurried out. “What