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Show 176 to mend, no patches to create. Her specialty was gingerbread which she would have to hide from Benny to * prevent him from eating it all. Here there would never be a want of gingerbread. They might not even like gingerbread. With a sudden longing, Elise realized that the Lathrops were indeed her family. And she wasn't just a housekeeper. Prentiss saw the far off look in Elise's eyes. "If you should ever decide to return, this home is your home." Elise took the hand of her brother and warmly squeezed it. "You have already given me a gift." "Ah, the necklace. Here it is." He pulled a shimmering round medallion from his pocket and tucked it into her palm. "No, not the necklace, although I will treasure it even more than I did before. The gift is you." Elise's family insisted that she spend the night. At her request, she slept in the bed of her childhood. It was a very very comfortable bed with down comforters piled one on top of the other. She fell asleep watching the stars twinkle in the heavens and thinking about her young nieces and nephews. She wondered if they had ever heard a body speak Yorkshire. |
