The inside of the cabin was just as nice as the outside. River rock fireplace, stone hearth, area rugs on the wooden floors, heavy oak furniture fitted with deep cushions. And the four-poster bed and its…
“That quilt.” Brock pointed. “It looks just like the one on the plane.”
Calvin laughed. “It is the one from the plane. Julissa kinda messed up.”
“How?”
“It’s her wedding gift to us. A double wedding ring pattern quilt.”
“That’s really kind of her.” The quilt looked handmade. But somehow Brock couldn’t picture the always-glamorous film star sitting at a quilting frame night after night. Then he remembered something. “That note. You put it away pretty quickly.”
“It was Julissa explaining about the gift. She didn’t know you, uh, didn’t know about the wedding.”
The last Brock remembere
