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he wants to find an “us” that will work. That he wants me beside him.
“I’ll come back to Alaska.”
mope,” he says, too low for anyone but me to hear. “You do this Alaska thing with Jonah for as long as it makes sense to you, but you’ve always got a place here, if you find you need it, with no questions asked. Well … maybe a few.” He winks.
“I can’t remember what it’s like to wake up and not have you be the first thing I think about. Every morning, I roll over in bed to check for a message from you. Every night, I go to bed annoyed because you’re not beside me. Because you’re so far away. I need you in my life like I need to fly. Like I need this Alaskan air. More than I need this air.”
“You were made for me. I am madly in love with you, Calla Fletcher.”
I’ll help Agnes. I’d do anything for that tiny, soft-spoken woman, the catalyst for me reuniting with my father, and the reason I’m here with Jonah.
love the sound of my name on his low, raspy voice.
this is for you and me. It’s our moment.” He rests his chin on my head. “The first night of the rest of our lives.”
His arms squeeze me tight. “Merry Christmas, Barbie.” I tip my head back to catch his lips with mine. “Merry Christmas, you big, angry yeti.”
“Did you know Agnes sold her truck to that old accountant guy of yours? She’s been driving your truck around ever since. Jonah gave her an earful. He can’t understand why she did it. Apparently, it’s in way worse shape than hers.” I smile sadly. “I know why, though. It’s because it smells like you.”
Jonah and I have stayed side by side to face the pain, the heartache, the tough decisions, each trusting the other for support. He has been my rock—steadfast and unfailing.
I ramble about nothing and everything, closing my eyes to recall the sound of Wren Fletcher’s quiet chuckle. Terrified of the day it fades from memory.
“Told you, Calla, I don’t care. I have you and my planes, we have this place …” His eyes are bright and wistful as they roam the beams in the pitched ceiling. “We have it all.”
Two moose stand at the edge of the frozen lake no more than thirty feet away, grazing on dead foliage. The entire vista before me is awe-inspiring—the vast expanse of freshly fallen, crisp snow, the sun that has been hiding behind cloud cover for days on end visible and climbing, its yellow glow bouncing off the stark, white landscape blinding in its intensity.
“Fine. But I will always find my way back to you,” he whispers against my lips. “Love you.
It’s the day-to-day stuff that makes a real marriage,
“Now it’s your turn to leave your mark.”
“Yeah. Muriel is not only an executioner, she’s a tyrant. I’m amazed she didn’t bring a whip with her.”
Now … He still steals my breath and my every thought, but he’s all mine.
I’ve never doubted that you’re the woman I want to spend the rest of my life with.”
I fell in love with a sky cowboy from Alaska.
I’m happy with Jonah. I love him in a way I didn’t think existed—wholly and resolutely.
“And then I met you, and you were like a wrecking ball comin’ into my life, Calla.” He laughs. “A fucking beautiful, hot-pink wrecking ball. And everything changed for me. All these things I didn’t want before, suddenly all I could think about was havin’ them all with you.” His eyes land on my mouth. “And I haven’t stopped thinking about them since.”
“I can’t ever lose you, Calla.”
our mouths whisper sweet promises of always.
Jonah holds it up, allowing me to inspect it more closely. “Donkey?” “A donkey?” Toby echoes, sounding as baffled as I am. A few beats pass and then Jonah’s head falls back, and his booming laughter disturbs the serene calm of the lake. “‘I am what I am.’” He shakes his head. “Fucking guy gave you a jackass, Calla.”
The idea of having Agnes around warms my heart. She is a piece of my father as I knew him.
“It feels like I have my family back together.” Family. Yes. That is exactly what this feels like.
“I’ve never been surer of anything in my life,” he promises, cupping my face with his hands, brushing his lips against mine. “Is that a yes?” “My answer will always be yes to you, Jonah. Yes.”
Jonah and I are engaged. We’re getting married. He’s mine, forever.
No one will ever accuse Roy of being “nice,” and yet I’ve come to believe that if I ever needed him, he would step up. My life here would certainly be less interesting without him in it.
“He asked me to marry him today,” I continue in a hoarse whisper. The ring on my finger suddenly weighs a hundred pounds. “We’re supposed to spend the rest of our lives together. He’s my entire world. Why can’t he just come back?”
Roy’s been preserving his family’s history in Alaska, however tragic it was.
“And all I could think about was you, and how I was gonna break my promise about finding my way back. How you were gonna wish you’d never met me.” Fresh tears stream down my face as I shake my head. “I could never regret you, Jonah.” Not if I’d lost him last night, not if I lose him in five years or fifty.
“That’s okay. I’ve got lots of help.” More than I could ever have wished for, and always just a phone call away.