It wasn’t expensive, but it was something special.
Special enough that, with just one look, she remembered exactly what Oliver once said:
“The deeper a tree’s roots grow, the stronger its grip on the earth. I hope one day you’ll become a tree that touches the sky.”
“I’ll wait for you,” he’d told her, his voice gentle and steady, like he was somehow immune to all the messiness of love.
Inside the Cloud Peak living room, Colton and a few of the younger cousins couldn’t sit still.
Heads down, they were glued to their phones, fingers flying across the screen.
“Did he really get married?”
“For real? Did you hear Uncle Oliver just now? If that’s not his wife, I don’t know what is!”
“Wait, who did he even marry? Why does nobody in the family know anything?”
“What if he brought home some bossy old lady who won’t let him give us spending money anymore?”
Sara fired off a string of panicked emojis: “No way!”
“I won’t survive if that happens! Seriously, I’ll die!”
Oliver set his phone aside and looked at the three of them huddled together, anxious as little quails. “When you meet her, remember to be polite.”
“Uncle Oliver…” Roger piped up, careful and hesitant. “Can we at least know Aunt Patricia’s name in advance?”
“Patricia.”
Sara jumped in, “Can you tell us what she likes? Maybe a hobby or something? So we don’t accidentally mess up and get on her bad side.”
Oliver shot her a look. Sara’s heart skipped a beat and she quickly waved her hands. “Never mind! Forget I asked!”
Patricia? Colton frowned, turning that name over in his head.
Wait a second. Isn’t that the same name as Theo’s ex-wife?
This cannot be happening. Seriously—this is so unlucky!
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