Chapter 61

“Don’t worry, Mrs. McAvoy. Ma and Pa used to always say I’d grow into stuff, and I’m sure I’ll grow into this,” James said cheerfully.

“And I just finished this, so I thought it would be a nice throw or something for your new home in California or wherever you’re going,” she said as she presented a quilt that should have been the size of a bed James might sleep in to Mrs. Harley.

“It’s beautiful and I’m sure we’ll need it in the chilly nights in California,” Viola said, misty-eyed.

During dinner, McAvoy brought up the travel plans. “How you going to get to Colorado?”