Eleanor had wondered if she might run into Ian at the airport, but to her relief, he wasn’t on her flight.
Back in Ashford City, the first thing she did was pick up her daughter and bring her home. Gina Quinn used to invite Eleanor over for dinner with the Goodwin family, but over time, she’d realized that no matter how many times she asked, Eleanor was never going to say yes.
“Evelyn, say goodbye to your grandma.”
“Bye, Grandma!” Evelyn called out. After three days away, she was clearly missing her mom.
That evening, Joslyn cooked a hearty dinner. The gifts Eleanor had brought home were already waiting, and Evelyn twirled around the living room, hugging them in delight.
“Thank you, Mommy! I love you the most,” Evelyn beamed, puckering her lips for a kiss.
Eleanor knelt down, offering her cheek, and Evelyn planted a kiss right on it. For a moment, Eleanor worried her daughter might ask about Ian, but as bedtime came and went without any mention of him, she finally allowed herself to relax.
Eleanor’s birthday was coming up next week, December first. She decided to keep it simple this year and invite a few friends out to celebrate.
The next morning, after dropping Evelyn off at school, Eleanor went straight to the lab to share the results of her recent conference trip. Even Joel Kingsley and Faye Yeaton were called back in to hear her report.
Faye’s eyes flickered with envy—she wished she’d been the one chosen for this opportunity. But by the time she’d heard about it, Eleanor and Dr. Lyman were already gone.
When the meeting ended, Joel found Eleanor in her office. Smiling, he asked, “So, what are your plans for your birthday next week?”
Eleanor paused in surprise, then laughed. “How did you know about that, Joel?”
“Wasn’t hard to find out,” he replied with a grin. A quick look at her file was all it took.
“I’m just going to do something small. You should join us for dinner if you’ve got the time,” Eleanor said.
“I’d love to,” Joel replied, eyes crinkling in a smile.
Later, Eleanor texted Joy Thatcher to invite her as well. Joy wrote back, “I’ll bring my mentor along too!”
She found Evelyn and handed her the phone. “Vivian wants to talk to you.”
The moment the call connected, Evelyn couldn’t wait to share her news. “Vivian, my mom’s having a birthday soon!”
Eleanor flushed a little, just as Vivian piped up, “Can I help celebrate Ms. Sutton’s birthday too?”
Eleanor smiled warmly at the camera. “Of course you can, sweetheart.”
Then Xavier’s deep voice came through, “Mind if I come with Vivian?”
Eleanor blinked in surprise. Xavier was there too?
“Mr. Vaughn, you have to come eat my mom’s birthday cake with us!” Evelyn declared.
Eleanor chuckled and said, “If you’re free, Mr. Vaughn, you’re more than welcome to join us.”

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