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one who’s going to go over her
will?”
    “ Yes, Miss. Mr. Clinton
Aames to be precise.”
    “ Is he coming for the
memorial as well?”
    Elias looked uncomfortable. “About the
memorial…”
    “ What about it?” Sara didn’t
like the way he wouldn’t meet her eyes.
    “ There isn’t actually a
formal memorial planned. It was Elizabeth’s wish that the family
gathers and have a quiet time on the beach to remember her by. I
had thought that the three of you could take care of that after
your breakfast and then you’d be ready to listen to all the legal
jargon by lunch time.”
    Sara laughed, pleased to see the relief
flow over his features. “That’s perfect, Elias, more than perfect.
My mother hates funerals and Bart never met my grandmother. It’s
much easier on everyone if we can just be left to our own
thoughts.”
    “ Excellent! Then I’m going
to be taking off. I’d rather not start any later so I can dock
before nightfall. You’ll find dinner in the oven and I set the
timer so that it would be warmed for you to eat around six
o’clock.”
    “ Thank you, that’s very
thoughtful of you. I hope you have a safe trip back and we’ll look
forward to seeing you tomorrow.”
    “ Thank you, Miss.” Elias
began walking down the path.
    “ Elias, wait.” Sara waited
for him to turn around. “Are you taking all of us back to the
mainland after the reading of the will?”
    “ Well, I guess that depends
on what the will says. I know Mr. Aames is going back because he
has a late plane to catch. I figured we would wait on your plans
until after the reading. I was under the impression that you came
prepared to stay at least one more night.”
    “ You’re right, we did. I
just thought if it was possible for us to travel with you we could
all get back to our lives faster.”
    “ Are you in that much of a
hurry to get back, Sara?”
    “ No, I’m not in a hurry.”
The truth of that statement surprised Sara.
    “ Then let’s just wait and
see what happens tomorrow.” Elias turned and disappeared in the
trees.
    Feeling restless, Sara strolled around
the side of the house, thinking a walk might clear her head. She
cried out in delight at the carpet of color strewn across the lawn.
There were so many different kinds of flowers in every color in the
rainbow. Bright reds, oranges and golds mixed with pastel pinks,
yellows and blues beset her eyes. Sun-dappled leaves glittering
with drops of water from the sprinklers weaved among the colors.
Standing in the center of all that beauty stood a small
gazebo.
    Carefully, Sara made her way along the
stepping stone walkway to the small, lattice structure. Inside hung
a swing and she promptly sat down and began to move back and forth.
Closing her eyes, she inhaled deeply, taking in the sweet flower
perfume along with the smell of damp earth. She could hear the wind
through the leaves and felt her hair blowing around her face. The
sounds of birds calling and small animals skittering through the
foliage pierced the air around her. She glanced around and saw
several bird feeders at the edge of the garden, birdseed scattered
on the ground below. “This is a real paradise. It’s no wonder
Grandmother never wanted to leave. I don’t wanna leave.” So caught
up in her enjoyment of the garden, Sara didn’t hear footsteps
approaching.
    “ What are you doing out here
all alone?”
    Startled, Sara swung around. “Bart, you
scared the life out of me. I didn’t hear you walk up.”
    “ You didn’t answer my
question. What are you doing out here?”
    Sara watched as he walked into the
Gazebo and joined her on the swing. “I’m not doing anything but
enjoying the view. Don’t you think it’s beautiful here?”
    He looked around, his eyes narrowed.
“Yes, it’s very beautiful. It would make a perfect vacation
paradise.”
    Feeling pleasantly surprised, Sara
turned and took his hand in hers. “You think you’d like to come
back here with me for a romantic