“I still believe in love. You should too.” Jane patted her cheeks dry and tossed the tissue in the nearby trash container. “I've been wondering if Grandpa Ian went to the library to meet my grandma that day. He might've planned a surprise picnic for his return home. She always loved the library.”
My nose began to twitch. It'd been happening whenever I felt as if there was something important about to transpire or a clue I'd been missing all along. “Didn't Minnie tell everyone that Ian had contacted her the morning of the Vietnam War protest to reveal he had a surprise?”
Jane's head bobbed awkwardly. “She was confused. I don't know the whole story, but my uncle must remember it. They spent a lot of time with one another while my grandpa was in Vietnam. Grandma even convinced Uncle Elijah
