“What do you mean?”
“He won’t be leaving because he’s going to be here in the morning when I wake up and that’s likely to be very early.” Delphi was breathless with excitement. “I knew that if I wrote to him, it would happen.”
“If you wrote to who?” Hattie was thoroughly confused. “And Noah is coming to see us tomorrow, but he won’t be here when you wake up. Unless you happen to sleep late.” And they both knew that wasn’t likely to happen.
“Yes, he will.” Delphi was emphatic. “Because that’s what I asked Santa for.”
“You asked Santa?” Was this the mysterious gift that she’d been worrying about? “What exactly did you ask him for?”
“I told Santa I would like Noah to live with us. And because his gifts are waiting for me on Christmas morning, I guessed Noah would be here sometime during the night. And here he is.” She squeezed her eyes tightly shut. “I’m not supposed to see my presents before the morning.”
“In that case, I’d better take you straight back to bed. Say good-night to Noah.”
“Good night, Noah.”
“Good night, Delphi. See you in the morning.”
Head spinning, Hattie carried Delphi back to her room and tucked her safely back into bed with her dinosaur. “Now, keep your eyes closed and you’ll fall asleep. I love you.” She bent and kissed her daughter and then tiptoed out of the room, leaving the door slightly ajar.
Noah was standing where she’d left him, in the middle of her living room with his coat in his hand.
“Apparently, you’re her Christmas gift.” She looked at him curiously. “Did you know about this?”
“No. If I’d known, I would at least have made sure I was gift wrapped. Worn a ribbon or two.” He tugged her against him. “Does this mean I don’t have to go home? If she’s going to wake around five-thirty, it means I have to be back here by five. It’s already almost midnight.”
Hattie was still getting her head around the fact that her daughter wanted Noah to live with them.
“Why didn’t she say anything to me before?”
“Probably thought it was between her and Santa.” He wrapped his arms around her. “How about a compromise? Tonight I’ll sleep in here on your sofa. That way I’ll be the first thing Delphi sees when she comes to find her presents under the tree in the morning. And after that? Well, let’s just take this a day at a time.”
“I’m not sure I’ll get much sleep, knowing that you’re just on the other side of the wall.”
“That makes two of us. But I promise to keep my eyes shut so that Santa doesn’t know I’m awake.”
She laughed. “You’re a real hero, Noah.”
“I like to think so.”
She slid her arms around his neck and kissed him, making the most of the moment. The present. And she was going to keep doing that. She was going to make the most of each day, not just because she knew it was what Brent would have wanted, and not just because she wanted to set a good example for her daughter, but for herself. Brent was gone, but she was still here. Damaged, bruised, but still here. She had Delphi, and the inn, and a whole community ready to offer support.
And she had Noah.
She smiled and buried her face in his neck.
That was the best gift.
EPILOGUE
Hattie
“That’s the first time in my life I’ve eaten a Christmas lunch that I haven’t cooked for myself. And what a lunch.” Lynda folded her napkin neatly. “What do you think, Roy? Is it the best meal you’ve eaten?”
“Do you honestly expect me to answer that? Do you think I haven’t learned a thing or two after all these years of marriage? If I say it’s the best meal I’ve eaten then I offend you, and if I say it isn’t the best meal I’ve eaten I offend Hattie and Claudia. So I’ll simply say it was an excellent meal.” Roy smiled at Hattie and glanced around the dining room. “And I’m not the only one to think so. All your guests look happy.”
“Good.” Hattie had been rushing between the kitchen and the dining room, checking everyone had what they needed. She was pretty sure her face was the same shade of red as Santa’s suit. “Sorry to neglect you.”
“You’re not neglecting anyone. You’re doing your job, and you’re doing it well.” Lynda took a sip of her wine. “I’ve been talking to your sister. Impressive woman.”
Hattie glanced across the table to Erica, who was laughing at something Jack had said. It turned out that Jack had an encyclopedic knowledge of dinosaurs, which had made him an immediate hit with Delphi. He, Noah and Erica had kept Delphi entertained during lunch, leaving Hattie to tend to the guests.
It had only been a short time since Erica and Anna had driven away from the inn after their book club week, but Erica had called Hattie every day.
She knew those daily calls would probably become less frequent once Christmas was over and Erica was traveling for work, but still, she treasured each conversation and was enjoying learning more about her sister. They’d moved past the awkwardness of exchanging facts on their past lives and experiences—to Hattie it resembled the beginning of a TV show where they did a recap of what had happened in previous episodes—and their relationship was gradually becoming more comfortable and natural. Erica had confided in her that her relationship with Jack was getting serious so quickly that it terrified her, and Hattie had in turn confessed her true feelings for Noah. She was nervous, too, but if life had taught her anything it was that if you shut out risk you also shut out happiness, and she was determined not to do that. Protecting yourself emotionally meant missing out on so much. For Hattie, love was a risk worth taking and presumably Erica was starting to feel the same way.
Through the large windows of the dining room she could see Noah bending down to scoop up Delphi from the snow where she’d fallen. He’d given her a new sled for Christmas, but Hattie knew that all Delphi really wanted was Noah in her life and it seemed she had that.
And suddenly, she longed to be out there in the snow, playing with her family. Because Noah was her family, she knew that, as was Erica, and she thought about how life could seem so bleak and you hardly knew how to go on, and then somehow managed to deliver something magical that made you appreciate being alive. She knew that there would be days where she would feel sad and miss Brent, but also days when she would feel as happy as she did today. She’d accept both. That was life, as the Bishop sisters would say.
The two women were seated now at their usual table in the window, watching indulgently as Delphi played in the snow with Rufus and Noah. They’d arrived armed with gifts and had already booked another week in both the spring and the summer.
“This place is our second home, honey,” Ellen had said as Hattie had shown them to their favorite room, carefully decorated by Chloe, who had demonstrated a remarkable ability to deliver exactly what each guest needed.
She felt a hand on her arm and turned to see Lynda smiling at her.
“Fetch your coat and go outside. Have some fun. You’ve earned it. We can call you if you’re needed.”