Deep quiet had settled in by the time they got back to the house. A light still burned on the front porch, but only a few upper windows were still lit. Guests who hadn’t yet turned in. No doubt the Bohannon contingent was grabbing sleep as long as they could, before the baby woke them for the next feeding. After the swirl of voices and press of people at the VFW, Maggie and Porter had taken a leisurely stroll downtown, holding hands like a couple of teenagers. But she still wasn’t ready to say goodnight.
“Will you come sit with me on the porch?”
Porter took her hand again. “I’d come sit with you anywhere.”
His easy words gave her a thrill. They climbed the steps and circled around back to an old-fashioned glider, where they could look out over the moonlit mountains. She settled beside h
