“How did this happen?” I asked, noticing the choir sing the opening hymns. “Hark the Herald Angels” always made my heart flutter and my soul appreciate life. Midnight Mass would start soon.
April tilted her neck closer to me. “Once I talked to Remy and Charlotte, they offered the Bell Towers' jet. It was scheduled to leave London to deliver them back to Canada the day after Christmas. Overseas for repairs. We lucked out!”
“You did this?”
“When Remy asked how he could thank you for all you'd done to track down his father's killer, I jokingly suggested he find a way to bring your family home. He asked Charlotte, who had been the one to handle the jet's original flight plans, and they made it work.” April gripped my hand and put her finger to her lips. “Now shut up! This is my first Midnig
