“Oops,” Henry yelled and dropped under the bleachers to pick something up. “Don’t want to lose my hidden treasure.” He came up, putting a shiny item in his jeans pocket.
“What was that?” Amy asked as Henry scrambled back to the seat. “Let me see.”
Henry dug in his pocket again and held out a diamond ring on his open palm. I gasped. It was the engagement ring I’d bought for Amy.
“Henry, that has to be valuable,” Amy said, reaching for the ring, but Henry closed his fist around it. “We need to find the owner. Someone is going to be looking for it.”
“I didn’t find it here,” Henry said. “It was in Uncle Cal’s barn. I was playing in the tack room yesterday, and I found it in the back of a drawer in a little box. Somebody must have left it there. Can I keep it?”
Amy’s eyes met mine as she put two and two together. And she smiled. I searched for a sign that I was moving too fast, but all I saw on her face was happiness. If she looked that happy about the idea of being engaged to me, I wasn’t waiting another minute.
“Henry.” I leaned close and whispered in the boy’s ear. “I bought that ring for your mom because I want to marry her. You okay with that?”
“You bet I am.” Henry stage-whispered back and handed me the ring.
I hadn’t planned this, but it felt right. I dropped to one knee in front of Amy and reached for her hand. “Amy, this may be too soon for you, but I’ve never been surer of anything in my life. I love you and I’m asking you to be my wife.”
“I would be so happy to be your wife,” she said with no hesitation.
As I slid the ring onto her finger, a chorus of congratulations came from the people around us, but the loudest was from Henry. His wild whoop made heads turn everywhere in the crowd.
Amy hugged her son before bending to kiss my lips. “Youmake me happy,” she said so only I could hear.
“I plan to keep doing that for a long time to come.” I gathered her in my arms and didn’t intend to ever let go.
