Epilogue
Luke sat at the table on the deck of his and Ryan’s cabin, amused that the bliss that had settled over him at the moment of his daughter’s birth two days ago was still firmly in place. Not even his call to Allen Maxwell could dim it, he mused, glancing at the cordless phone in his hand. He set it on the table beside the baby monitor and let his eyes roam over the landscape below him. The cabin sat on twenty acres just a hundred yards above the place where Ryan had told him about her miscarriage and where he had paused so many times to think and let the beauty of his home soothe whatever worries troubled him. As Ryan had said when they’d decided to buy the parcel from Ty and Shannon Evans, it was a special spot to them both and the perfect location for their cabin.
Luke loved the
