Sam groaned. “Don’t remind me. I’ll have to take an extended vacation to get away from them.”
Levi passed a plate of sliced ham to Brooke. “I’d settle for going on our honeymoon.”
Brooke smiled. “I’ll second that. We must have worked close to ninety hours last week.”
Willow had a feeling they’d worked a lot more than that. Easter must have added ten times the amount of work to Brooke’s schedule at Sweet Treats. “When are you flying to Vancouver?”
“On Tuesday morning,” Brooke replied. “Levi and I wanted to stay for the official opening of the tiny home village.”
For the last few weeks, the contractors had worked overtime to make sure the first two tiny houses were finished. Yesterday, Willow had dropped off some cushions and couldn’t believe the transformation. “The communal living spaces are finished, too. It will make the tenants lives so much easier having all the facilities available.”
William raised his glass of wine. “And thanks to Zac, they’ll be able to see a doctor whenever they need one.”
Megan touched the rim of her glass to her husband’s. “I’ll second that.”
Zac looked thoughtfully at Megan. “I’m hoping the clinic won’t take too long to get up and running. The hospital provided most of the equipment that’s there now, but I’d like to add a few things.”
“Call Pastor John if you have trouble finding something. He has contacts all over the place.”
Brooke placed her knife and fork on either side of her plate. “If you need a good family therapist, Sam’s sister would be perfect.”
Sam choked. “Don’t tell Zac about Bailey. If she starts working here, Shelley will move heaven and earth to join her. I’ll be doomed.”
Zac laughed. “Where does Bailey work at the moment?”
Sam sent Brooke an evil glare. “At the hospital in Bozeman. Before that, she worked at the Mayo Clinic in Minnesota.”
“I’m impressed.”
“She knows what she’s doing. And even though I said she was crazy, she’s not that bad. It’s Shelley who makes everyone’s life complicated.”
Willow smiled. She’d heard the stories about what had happened before Sam married Caleb. Between the bachelorette Murder in the Museum night and a runaway groom, it had been an eventful wedding.
Nora tugged Megan’s arm. “Can I tell everyone what happened to Mr. Socks?”
Megan’s smile was instant. “Okay.”
“I got news.” Nora waited until everyone was looking at her. “You know Mr. Socks, my black and white cat? Well, he hasn’t been very happy, so we took him to the vet. And guess what? Mr. Socks is going to have kittens. Isn’t that amazing?”
“It’s incredible,” Sam said with a grin. “When are Mr. Socks’ babies arriving?”
“Any day now. It’s like waiting for ’Becca, only we’ll have lots of babies and not just one. Megan and William said I can help look after them for a little while, but they’ll need to find new forever families.”
Willow grinned at the pointed look Nora sent her. She knew Willow adored cats and that it was only because she was so busy that she didn’t have one. Or two. Or possibly three if she were being really hopeful.
“I know what you’re thinking,” Zac whispered. “Just remember, a puppy is equally cute.”
“But a kitten is much easier to look after.”
“You could have both.”
After their last discussion about pets, Willow had been considering the same thing. “You’re a bad influence on me.”
Zac gently kissed her lips. “That’s what boyfriends are for.”
Willow gave a contented sigh.
The most important things in life weren’t what you owned or what you did. It was the people around you, the friends who laughed and cried with you, and the ones who stayed in your heart long after they were gone.
