Eleanor stared at the suitcase and her shoulders slumped in disappointment. She couldn’t believe that the vacation was over and everyone was going back to their homes. In the month she lived in Vermont, she had grown fond of this place and started to think of it as home. Funny, she thought and shook her head. Not only that, but she also couldn’t forget the weeks she spent in Rickard’s arms. It was almost a honeymoon.
She saw Emily coming down with her bags in tow and smiled sadly. A friend like Emily would be missed and Eleanor hugged her as soon as she was downstairs.
“I will miss you, Emily,” Eleanor said, hugging her tightly, and Emily hugged her back.
“So will I. Please stay in touch when you reach New York,” Emily said, squeezing Eleanor’s hand and she nodded.
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