THAT NIGHT, RHIANN and Levi sat next to one another on the porch of her house. Hands clasped, they each gazed into the fire pit in front of them as the flames faded. Jax napped on a blanket at Rhiann’s feet.
“The dinner you made was delicious, thank you,” Rhiann said, looking at Levi.
He smiled at her. “You’re welcome. The pumpkin bars you created for dessert added to the seasonality of the meal. Good call.”
“You can thank Grams for the recipe. She loved everything pumpkin during autumn.”
Levi gazed at the starry night and said, “Thanks, Grams.” He looked over at Rhiann and smiled. “I’m sure glad she encouraged you to move to Colter.”
Rhiann returned his smile and said, “I’m glad, too.”
A group of coyotes howled from a surrounding hillside. Levi and Rhiann listened and didn’t speak for several moments, absorbing the natural night chorus. Jax raised his head, seeming attentive to the calls.
After the wild canine family abated their nocturnal music, Rhiann sighed and gazed upon the cloudy night. “I will never tire of nature’s sights and sounds. I’d forgotten how much I missed living in a rural area, how much I enjoyed the farm my grandparents had in Washington, until I moved here.”
Levi squeezed her hand. “There really is a peace in a setting like this, even knowing coyotes, bears, and mountain lions inhabit the space. I spent many nights on this porch listening to sounds just like that.”
Rhiann looked at him. “I can hardly believe this is all happening, the rescue starting, the book about to be published, me and you.” She looked at him and he returned her gaze. “It’s almost like a dream.”
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