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can keep him here with Beau until you’re back in Cedar Cove.”
    Cecilia and Ian exchanged a glance. “That’s too much to ask.”
    â€œNot at all. And it would be a huge help to Beth. Someone abandoned ten puppies on her porch and she needs good homes for them before Christmas.”
    â€œAaron’s responsible, and he’d love it,” Cecilia prompted. “Besides, we’d be rescuing a puppy. Whatdo you think?” She looked at her husband, obviously attracted to the idea.
    Ian shrugged. “A puppy for Aaron would be a great gift…if you’re positive you don’t mind keeping him for a few weeks.”
    â€œWe wouldn’t mind in the least,” Grace assured him.
    â€œOkay, that’s settled. We’ll go and see your friend, pick out a puppy.” Ian pulled out a chair and sat down next to his wife. “Did Cecilia mention the house on Rosewood Lane?”
    â€œWe’d just started to talk about it,” Grace said. “I told her it’s available and we’d love to rent it to you again.”
    Ian shook his head.
    â€œYou don’t want it?” This surprised Grace because she remembered how fond Cecilia had been of the place and all the small homey changes she’d made. “My mistake. I’m sorry,” she said with some embarrassment.
    â€œActually, Cecilia and I were wondering,” Ian said, clasping his wife’s hand, “if you and Cliff would consider selling us the house.”
    â€œSelling,” Grace repeated. “Oh…I hadn’t thought of that.”
    â€œI brought it up to Cliff,” Ian continued, “and he said the decision was yours.”
    â€œWell…yes, I suppose it is,” Grace murmured. Her immediate reaction was not to sell. Her emotional attachment to the house on Rosewood Lane remained strong. “Can I think about it and get back to you sometime in the next couple of days?”
    â€œOf course,” Ian said.
    The back door opened again and Cliff came in with the two children. Aaron was instantly on the floor, playing with Beau, and Mia ran to tell her mother all about riding Pixie.
    The rest of the visit passed in a blur for Grace, preoccupied as she was with Ian’s request. She served cocoa and cookies and presented the Randalls with the small Christmas tree, which thrilled the kids, but she was hardly aware of anything that was said. The young family left soon afterward.
    Grace and Cliff waved them off and returned to the house.
    â€œFrom the look on your face, Ian must have said something about wanting to buy the house.” Cliff walked over to the coffeepot and refilled his mug. He leaned against the counter as he waited for her reply.
    â€œHe did.”
    â€œAnd?”
    â€œI…don’t know if I can give it up.”
    â€œThen tell them it’s only available to rent,” he said matter-of-factly.
    â€œBut…this is exactly the type of family I’d want to sell the house to.” Grace found she couldn’t keep still. She walked over to the refrigerator and opened it for no reason. Closing it, she circled the kitchen table.
    â€œI understand.” Cliff came up behind her, placing his hands on her shoulders. “It’s a big decision.”
    Grace exhaled slowly. “It is…but I think it’s time,” she said with sudden resolve. “My old life was on Rosewood Lane. My new life is here with you—and Beau.”
    Lying on the braided carpet beneath the kitchen table, Beau raised his head and barked once. Apparently, he was in full agreement.

Chapter 3
    Two down and eight puppies to go.
    Saturday morning, the day before Christmas Eve, Aaron Randall—as well as his parents and little sister—had stopped by and picked out a puppy. Grace, bless her, had agreed to keep tiny Poko until the Randalls returned to Cedar Cove in the second week of January. He was with her now, as it would’ve been