Aunt Kathleen and Uncle Bob asked if I"d like to stay the night, but as the minutes passed after Gabe left, the enticement of his kiss told me I couldn"t wait until tomorrow to see him. I"d surprise him at Lola"s and maybe stay there and make my way home in the morning. The Carters thought I was catching the last bus home to the Burgess"s and they in turn knew that I sometimes stayed at the Carter"s, so Gabe could be assured that there would be no shame or raised eyebrows in spending the night, innocently or not, in the home of a single man.
I smiled as I walked. Annie was home. Gabe was mine. His beautiful music filled my mind. Even before all this, before Annie was lost and was found, I"d never felt so full and so light and so whole. I knew that feeling like this went hand in hand with
