And behind them, Laz Brady and another young man in Oxford blue held up a banner reading reach for the skies with an ornithology degree. Comprehension struck Beth so forcefully, she gasped. “This has all been a recruitment drive!” “I think you’re right,” Devon agreed. “But that’s insane!” He shrugged. “Ornithology.” Reaching out with his free hand, he gently tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear.
