Chapter 100

“You’re pretty amazing,” I told him.

“You are.”

“That drawing?”

“Yeah?” Patrick asked.

“I’m almost certain it was Ruth Porter, the mom from my vision. Charlotte’s mom. What are the odds they were her ancestors, Ruth, Daniel, Charlotte, Lewis and…and…Moses. The other son’s name was Moses.”

“I mean, as far as things have been going lately, the odds are probably pretty good.”

“Yes.” I spoke into the soft fleece covering Patrick’s chest. “Oh. You know what else?”

“What?”

“Ruth and Daniel had an older son named Charles. Maybe it’s a family name.”

“Hmm.”

I was quiet a moment. “I came back to life a little bit tonight, too, you know. That’s on you. It’s because of you.”

“And you told me you love me. We had quite the snow day, Goose Tucker.”