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“This was their bench,” I whispered.
Jensen came back over to me and looked at the photo, his expression full of awe. “Oh, wow, this place looks exactly the same.”
It was surprising since the photo was taken many decades ago. He gently took the picture from my grasp and studied it.
“Rachel was so young here.”
I nodded and walked over to the bench. “Yes, she was. I just wish I could see who the man is.”
Jensen narrowed his gaze at the picture. “It’s so blurry that I can’t make out any features. Do you think it’s T?” he asked, handing it back to me.
“It has to be,” I replied, carefully placing it back in my purse. “I don’t know who else it could be.”
We sat on the bench, and he put his arm around my shoulders, just like T did with my grandmother. The wind blew around us, rustling the bushes and blooms, sending with it a sweet fragrance that reminded me of my grandmother’s rose-scented perfume.
“Maybe this place is what inspired her to make the perfume she always wore. It smells just like her here.”
Jensen nodded. “It could’ve reminded her of T.”
Closing my eyes, I took in a deep breath, and it was as if my grandmother was right there with us.
“When I have time, I’m going to break out my grandmother’s perfume recipes and make them.”
Jensen chuckled. “Do it. My mother loves hers. Rachel had given her some a few months ago, and I know she’s almost out.” He bumped me with his shoulder. “You could make it a tradition; pass the legacy down to our daughter if we have one.”
Thinking of having a little girl warmed my heart. “Knowing us, we’ll probably have all boys,” I teased.
He squeezed my shoulder and pulled me in closer, his lips soft as he pressed them to the side of my head.
“Doubtful. We’ll have us a girl and she’ll be just like you.”
I snorted. “Only I’m going to make sure she’s not as stupid as I was all those years ago. I don’t want her running away from something she really wants.”
Jensen gently tugged my chin so I’d look at him. “Don’t worry,” he said, piercing me with his blue eyes. “We’ll make sure she doesn’t repeat the same mistakes we did.”
“And you think we can do that?” I wondered, knowing any child of mine was going to be stubborn.
Jensen laughed and shrugged. “I don’t know, but we sure as hell can try.”
That’s all we can do.
We stayed on the bench for a few more minutes, but it was getting late and the garden was about to close. Jensen stood first and held out his hand to help me up.
“Do you think your grandmother documented the coordinates because this was where she and T would meet?”
We walked away from the bench, and I glanced back at it one more time. I honestly had no idea.
“Not sure,” I answered. “The sad thing is that I doubt we’ll ever find out.”
That bothered me more than anything. I wanted answers, but my grandmother had too many secrets.
31
EVERLEIGH
THREE WEEKS LATER
The wedding date was set, the planning was all done, and all I had to do was wait another month. Jensen had officially moved into Hide Away by the Sea with me, and we’d already converted the library into a bedroom. My original room in the house was now the one we shared. When we were finally blessed with children, our firstborn would get my grandmother’s room; she would’ve loved that.
