“Well, rushing means something different up here. The normal pace is pretty slow.”
“Yours isn’t. Whatever it is that you get all that energy from, I’d like some.”
She smiled at him. “Ginseng’s great for energy. But you seem to have plenty today.” And Nick did look wonderful. His color was good and his eyes were bright. Except for his hair, which she suspected was usually longer, and his weight, which wouldn’t change overnight, he looked really healthy. And content. For some reason, the content part pleased her, and she knew it shouldn’t.
“Ginseng. Yeah. Jamie was telling me about it. The hundred-and-something-year-old plants you have.”
Grace shook her head. Good thing that Jamie Lynn didn’t know where the bed was located or everyone in town would know. “Yes, our very ancient ginseng be
