showing his mother what lay inside. Resting on the satin lay a one-carat diamond surrounded by emeralds, set in a wide gold band.
“Grandma Riley’s ring. I had Blaine get it out of the safe for me today. I still remember when you gave it to me after her funeral. You said, ‘If you can put this ring on the finger of a woman half as wonderful as your grandma, then you’ll be the happiest man alive.’ Mom, Megan is wonderful. But right now, I can’t give you a yes or no answer. All I can do is tell you that I very much want to be in love with Megan. I think there’s a good chance I could be.”
Cora reached out and picked up the ring and stared in surprise.
“Honey, there’s being prepared for every possibility and then there’s going overboard. Are you sure you aren’t jumping the gun here a little? Like you said, you haven’t seen her in about a decade. People change. And this is eternity we’re talking about. This isn’t some business deal. This is life.”
Trevor stared at the ring in his mother’s hand and knew she was right. Marriage these days wasn’t something you gambled on.
“Mom, just hear me out. I know I’m acting crazy here, but for the last year or so I’ve been fasting and praying that I would be led to the right woman. Someone who will be a good wife and a good mother to my children. I kept getting the answer to go home. Every time. So here I am. I’m even transferring my offices here. If the Lord is going to answer my prayers, then I have to do my part, right? And then I get the invitation to my high school reunion and something tells me to go. I’ve felt the spirit before, Mom. I know what it feel likes and I know I was supposed to be there that night. The minute she walked through the doors, I felt . . . I felt amazing. As if a great weight had been lifted off my shoulders. Here’s this stunning woman, practically a stranger, and yet I just knew that she was the answer to all my prayers. I don’t know what the future holds in store for me. But if the spirit is telling me that this is my path, then I’m going to do my part.”
Trevor took the ring back from his mother and smiled earnestly into her eyes.
“So, from where I’m sitting, being prepared is the only way to be.”
Cora leaned over and kissed her son gently on the cheek. “Well, that answers my question, doesn’t it? If you’re listening to the spirit, then that’s all I need to know.”
Trevor gently placed the ring back in the box and put it safely back in his briefcase. His mom was on his side and all it took was telling her the truth. He’d have to remember that.
“Come on, Trev. We have just enough time to go look at my lot before I put the fish in the oven. I’ll drive.”
Trevor grinned as he followed Cora out the front door.
Something had definitely put a spring in her step. She was practically skipping.
“This must be some lot.”
“It’s the Garden of Eden, and my genius of a future daughter-in-law found it for me. I hope it’s not too expensive. You didn’t give me a price range or a budget.”
Trevor smiled at his mom as he leaned over to kiss her on the cheek. “You don’t have a price range. You’re getting what you want. It’s as simple as that.”
Cora patted her son’s cheek and reached for her CD collection. Trevor pulled his own CD out of his suit coat pocket, beating his mom to the player.
“La Traviata?” she said hopefully.
“Nope. Variety keeps you young. Let’s try a little Billie Holiday, shall we?”
Cora frowned. She loved belting out her opera, but as the bluesy, romantic lyrics flowed over her, she felt something sad and romantic answer back. It almost made her wish for something. A something she couldn’t put a name to.
After walking over every square inch of the lot, Trevor agreed, it was going to be very close to heaven. The two stayed up late into the night, talking and making plans for the house. It reminded him of when his mom would stay up late
“Grandma Riley’s ring. I had Blaine get it out of the safe for me today. I still remember when you gave it to me after her funeral. You said, ‘If you can put this ring on the finger of a woman half as wonderful as your grandma, then you’ll be the happiest man alive.’ Mom, Megan is wonderful. But right now, I can’t give you a yes or no answer. All I can do is tell you that I very much want to be in love with Megan. I think there’s a good chance I could be.”
Cora reached out and picked up the ring and stared in surprise.
“Honey, there’s being prepared for every possibility and then there’s going overboard. Are you sure you aren’t jumping the gun here a little? Like you said, you haven’t seen her in about a decade. People change. And this is eternity we’re talking about. This isn’t some business deal. This is life.”
Trevor stared at the ring in his mother’s hand and knew she was right. Marriage these days wasn’t something you gambled on.
“Mom, just hear me out. I know I’m acting crazy here, but for the last year or so I’ve been fasting and praying that I would be led to the right woman. Someone who will be a good wife and a good mother to my children. I kept getting the answer to go home. Every time. So here I am. I’m even transferring my offices here. If the Lord is going to answer my prayers, then I have to do my part, right? And then I get the invitation to my high school reunion and something tells me to go. I’ve felt the spirit before, Mom. I know what it feel likes and I know I was supposed to be there that night. The minute she walked through the doors, I felt . . . I felt amazing. As if a great weight had been lifted off my shoulders. Here’s this stunning woman, practically a stranger, and yet I just knew that she was the answer to all my prayers. I don’t know what the future holds in store for me. But if the spirit is telling me that this is my path, then I’m going to do my part.”
Trevor took the ring back from his mother and smiled earnestly into her eyes.
“So, from where I’m sitting, being prepared is the only way to be.”
Cora leaned over and kissed her son gently on the cheek. “Well, that answers my question, doesn’t it? If you’re listening to the spirit, then that’s all I need to know.”
Trevor gently placed the ring back in the box and put it safely back in his briefcase. His mom was on his side and all it took was telling her the truth. He’d have to remember that.
“Come on, Trev. We have just enough time to go look at my lot before I put the fish in the oven. I’ll drive.”
Trevor grinned as he followed Cora out the front door.
Something had definitely put a spring in her step. She was practically skipping.
“This must be some lot.”
“It’s the Garden of Eden, and my genius of a future daughter-in-law found it for me. I hope it’s not too expensive. You didn’t give me a price range or a budget.”
Trevor smiled at his mom as he leaned over to kiss her on the cheek. “You don’t have a price range. You’re getting what you want. It’s as simple as that.”
Cora patted her son’s cheek and reached for her CD collection. Trevor pulled his own CD out of his suit coat pocket, beating his mom to the player.
“La Traviata?” she said hopefully.
“Nope. Variety keeps you young. Let’s try a little Billie Holiday, shall we?”
Cora frowned. She loved belting out her opera, but as the bluesy, romantic lyrics flowed over her, she felt something sad and romantic answer back. It almost made her wish for something. A something she couldn’t put a name to.
After walking over every square inch of the lot, Trevor agreed, it was going to be very close to heaven. The two stayed up late into the night, talking and making plans for the house. It reminded him of when his mom would stay up late
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