“But, Mom,” Noah said, “he loves you. He even loves me. And you love him, too, right?”
“Yes, I do. So much.”
“So why can’t you marry him?”
“Max.”
“What does Max have to do with us?” Henry asked.
“I can’t say yes until you’ve met him and know what you’re getting into.”
“Do you want to say yes?”
“Yes, I do.”
“Then say it because I’m not going to change my mind about you no matter what happens when I meet him.”
“But you don’t know him.”
“Do me a favor, will you, and try the ring on.”
She was afraid to. Afraid she would lose the strength to say no if she did. But she held out her shaking hand and let Henry slide the gorgeous ring on her finger. It was a perfect fit, which in itself shocked her because the standard size seven most engagement rings were didn’t fit her. Upon close insp
