Harmony stood on the deck of the cabin. The crisp air provided a sharpness to the late morning drizzle. She could see the bone white car climbing the curving road below her through the mist. She estimated that she had about three minutes before he arrived. She’d anticipated her brother arriving last week and wondered what took him so long to come and counsel her on her recent nuptials. With a nervous twist in her stomach, she turned and went through the glass door and back into the great room.
Steve added another log to the fire. He’d changed into slacks and a dark brown sweater. Her heart gave a little leap of love and excitement when she saw him. He fit so perfectly in this room. He fit so perfectly into her life. They’d had almost two full weeks of marital peace and bliss in this seclu
