“Haven’t found the one yet. Still looking.” I inadvertently glanced toward Hen, who was looking anywhere but at me. Birdie smiled and said, “You’ll find her when you least expect it.” Chester nodded. “And then you’ll never be able to let her go.” “Maybe someday,” I replied, thinking that was years down the road, when I could afford to stay in Cottonwood Falls and invest in my dream.
