A Veiled Reflection
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Jillian reached up to place her gloved fingers over Mac’s hand. “God has a way of pointing us in the right direction, even when we aren’t expecting it,” she said softly.
Mac realized his heart was near to bursting with love for this woman. She had touched him in a way that he was only now beginning to realize. She made him laugh and she brought him to his knees in prayer over her sorrows. Everything he had ever longed for in a wife was found in the lovely form before him.
Tucking her arm close to his side, Mac grinned at Mary. “Don’t look for us for about a week.”
“What will Mr. Harvey do without Jillian to keep his customers happy?” Mary teased.
“Mr. Harvey will just have to make do,” Mac replied. “She’s taking care of this customer, and I can be a very needy soul.”
Jillian rolled her gaze heavenward, then cast a glance over her shoulder to Mary. “Just tell Mr. Harvey that I fulfilled his contract and have set out on another. A contract of the heart rather than of the stomach.”
Mary’s laughter rang out as Mac pulled Jillian out the back door and across the street. “Does that mean you don’t intend to feed me?” he questioned as he lifted her into his arms to carry her once again across the threshold.
“Did I forget to mention that I can’t cook?” Jillian asked almost sheepishly.
Mac kicked the door shut with his foot and smiled. “I have it on the best authority that you are quite trainable.”
She grinned. “I can boil eggs.”
“See there, we shan’t starve. We’ll feast on love and boiled eggs.”
She frowned in mock distaste. “Maybe we can just eat at the Harvey House.”
Mac nuzzled his lips against her throat. “Maybe they’ll deliver.”
Jillian sighed in unmistakable satisfaction. “I love the way you think, Dr. Mac.”
“I just love you,” he said, the contentment in his voice matching hers.
And without a doubt, Mac knew that their future was set on a course that would engulf them in love and hope. They would strive together to right the injustices of the world—or at least of their little town. God had been good to drive away his demons of the past and give him a second chance at love. It was a gift, pure and simple. A gift he didn’t intend to waste.