After they had all finished Teresa’s parfaits, they all went about their businesses. Cam and Michael drifted into the den.
“Je t’aime, aussi.” They gripped hands as they melted into a passionate kiss.
“Oh!” Cam suddenly had a thought. She pushed herself back. “We don’t have rings.”
“Yes, we do,” Michael said reaching into her jeans pocket. She took out two rings. “They’re not the best. I got them in a pawn shop in Montreal. But they’ll do for now. We can replace them when we see something we want.”
Cam inspected the two rings. “I’ll never replace it,” she whispered.
Maggie and Jean-René came into the den where Cam and Michael were standing.
“The justice will be here in a half hour. I thought it best that you not be seen out in public.”
“Good idea, Jean-René,” Cam said.
“Perfect! I
