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Chapter 9
It was early morning. Elizabeth felt like a kid on Christmas Eve, full of anticipation and excitement over what the immediate future might bring. Caroline had received the message and had sent a reply. She would be here at two in the afternoon, and she had nothing else on her schedule for the day, or the night.
Ron watched with unconcealed amusement as Elizabeth bustled around their vacation cabin, making preparations and plans.
“You remind me of a girl getting ready for her very first prom date,” he said. Elizabeth smiled at him.
“I feel something like that,” she said. “You're not helping me very much, though.”
“It's your show, Bess,” he responded. “It's your responsibility. I'm willing to help you, but you have to tel
