“Am I the first person you’ve brought here?” I nod and grab one of the grapes. The skin is perfectly firm, and the inside explodes with flavor. “Most locals don’t even walk the trails, let alone wander through the trees without them, and I don’t think I’ve ever seen tourists out here. I wanted you to have a place that no one else knows about. I hoped it might make the town feel more like home.” I wipe my fingers on my jeans, and when I glance back at Morgan, she’s staring at me. “What?” She smiles and shakes her head at me. “Do you realize how incredibly sweet that is?”
