Cora

It had taken a few days to iron out details with Neil about the business. Most of what he did was by phone and computer anyhow, so the clients weren’t aware of the difference. The one who picked up the slack was Neil, although he hadn’t hesitated to do what was needed. There were only a few weeks left before Legend started school, which also meant, we only had about a month to decide whether we were staying in Geneva Key or going back to New York. Neil couldn’t manage the business this way forever.

“Hey, baby,” my husband cooed into my ear just before he wrapped his solid arms around my waist and pulled me in close. “What are you looking at?”

I pointed at his mother and Dottie down on the beach with Legend. Never in a million years did I imagine I’d be standing on the island watching James’s son play in the surf, much less with Susan and my grandmother. “Just thinking how ironic it is that she was never able to be a grandparent to me, yet she’s so amazing with him.”