“Thank you for doing this. Uncle Stan wanted to meet you before he dies. You made that happen despite our strange and convoluted journey.” Luke and I had time alone and he cornered me in the atrium behind some foliage. “May I kiss you? I’d like to show my gratitude for what you’ve done and endured to get here.” He wasted no time when I nodded and after his chaste kiss, I felt as though my heart would explode. How on earth could anything be better than this?
“One more thing,” He leaned back, reached into his pocket, and pulled out a gold chain with broad flat links. “I hoped you might use this to wear your wedding band around your neck instead of carrying it loose in your pocket. I noticed you’d taken it off and assumed you still had it with you.”
I peered into Luke’s eyes trying to read
