"Just like she had desperately hoped in her heart, the shadow outside the glass belonged to the farm boy," I whispered, my fingers clenching the metal handle of the forceps as I prepared to extract the very last silver piece from Michael's broad shoulder. "The princess scrambled off her mattress, her hands shaking as she unlocked the latch and pushed the heavy glass pane open. She reached out, gripping his dusty jacket to help pull him up over the ledge and into the safety of her bedroom. The moment his boots hit her floorboards, she noticed he was clutching a large canvas bag, and the entire pouch was filled to the brim with beautiful, fresh wild flowers."
"He held the bag out toward her, a deep, comforting warmth softening his youthful features as he stepped closer to her bed. *'I saw y
