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here.” He put his hand over his heart.
    “We’ll see.”
    His hand cupped the side of her face. “Let’s go. The sooner you meet her, the better. She will make you relax.” He got out and came around to open her door. He put his hands around her waist and slid her body down against his. “Feel how much I want you. Look in my eyes and see that I love you.”
    She kept her head down and he raised her chin. “Are you afraid to love?”
    “Yes.”
    “Jack and I will take that fear away. You’ll see.” His mouth brushed across her lips, and then he glanced toward the cabin and smiled. “Nanna is waiting.” He took her hand, and led her to the wood porch. A tiny, white-haired woman wearing a blue-and-white striped dress and an apron with ruffles around the edges stood waiting.
    When Ellen got close, she was surprised to see Sahale and his Nanna shared the same beautiful aquamarine eyes.
    “Nanna, this is Ellen Simmons. Ellen, my grandmother—” Before he could finish, his grandmother raised her hand.
    “You may call me Nanna, dear. Come inside and have a cup of tea. We’ll get acquainted. Sahale, please check my mare. And I need more firewood.”
    “Certainly, Nanna. You’ll call me if needed.”
    “I will.” She waited until he waved and walked toward the barn. “Now we can talk.” She led the way into a bright, cheerful kitchen. Yellow-and-white curtains billowed from the breeze coming in the two windows.
    “See,” Nanna said and motioned for Ellen to look outside. “The deer have come back. They know Sahale. They recognize him as a friend.”
    Ellen saw Sahale on his way to the barn walk close to the deer. They raised their heads then resumed drinking.
    “He has a good, kind soul. Animals have always been receptive to him. But enough about my grandson. Sit. I will pour you a cup of tea.”
    She stood for a second longer at the window, enjoying watching the deer, and then walked to the table and sat. Nanna placed a steaming cup in front of her and a plate with a slice of cake. Ellen leaned down and sniffed.
    “Banana bread. It smells like my mother’s.” She took a bite. “And tastes like hers. I thought she was the only one who could make it just so.”
    Nanna sat and sipped her tea. “You are close to your mother?”
    Ellen nodded, as she’d just taken a sip of the cinnamon-orange-flavored tea. “To both my parents,” she answered.
    “Yet, you don’t see them often. You have withdrawn from them.”
    Stunned, Ellen sat her cup down. “How did you know?”
    “Things come to me.” She shrugged as though it was nothing unusual. “Tell me about yourself. I know that my grandson feels a bond already with you, and Jack also. They are dear to me.”
    For a second, Ellen saw a flash, a hint of warning in those eyes so like Sahale’s. She took another bite of the banana bread and a sip of tea.
    Nanna laughed. Ellen looked at her puzzled.
    “You are stubborn and determined to be in charge. You will be a trial to Sahale and Jack until you know that you no longer need the walls you hide behind. You must learn there was a time, a long time that you needed them to hide behind. Now, the walls are not necessary. If you persist on keeping them, they may cause you to lose what you’ve been waiting for.”
    “What do you mean?” Ellen frowned at her.
    “You are a smart woman, but there is much to learn yet. When the time comes you must let go and trust, or you will lose it all. Now tell me about your life.”
    Confused and frustrated, Ellen did as she said. She told her about growing up in Tennessee. “Most of the time I had my head stuck in a book. From an early age books of all kinds interested me, especially anything to do with science and research. Mother had difficulty in getting me to learn to cook and sew and clean house.” She smiled at the thought. “My mother is a formidable woman like you, Nanna.”
    “I will meet her.”
    “After graduation from high school I signed up for community