by Helen Brooks
'You do?'
His voice was trying to be light but his eyes, those windows to the soul, were desperate and impassioned, and it was to the unspoken need Candy answered as she said, her voice a soft whisper that throbbed with love, 'With all my heart, my darling. With all my heart.'
EPILOGUE
The operation was a complete success, and by the time Rose Candice's baby sister arrived, three years later, Candy and Quinn had their own child, a little boy.
He couldn't replace Joe, and he wasn't expected to; Carl William was an original, like all babies, and his proud parents loved him for himself.
As time passed another son and two daughters were added to the family living in the big old farmhouse, with cats and dogs and roses round the door, and life was full of love and laughter and joy, and deep, deep thankfulness.
Quinn told Candy every day that he loved her. He told her with his mouth and he told her with his body, and each of their children knew their parents had something very special together. They had love, the real thing, and because of that the blessing spilled over on to them, and to their children, and just went on and on…
Because love's like that.
