“Papa found it while walking and waiting for you to be born,” Gloriana said, pleased that he seemed so in awe of the gift.

He cradled the box close. “I’ll always love it.”

Pleasure coursed through her heart. She had longed to give him something of their family to hold on to—something tangible. “I’m glad you feel that way, little brother.” She kissed his curls. “Now, if you don’t mind, I’m starving and intend to eat—even if I need to do so by myself.”

“I’m hungry too,” JT said, putting the necklace back in the box. “And I want to play with the things Luke got me.” He looked at Luke. “Thank you for my soldiers and for the puppy. I wish we could have him today.”

Luke smiled. “There’s one more gift to give. JT, I believe you have a present for your sister.”

JT’s mouth dropped open and he nodded with great enthusiasm. “I do!” Luke handed the boy a small box. “This is for you, Glory,” JT said with pride. “I earned some money helping Luke and got you this.”

“I surely don’t need even one more thing. Luke has already been more than generous with the boots, coat, hat, gloves, and gowns. Goodness, I don’t know when I’ve ever had so many clothes.”

“Well, you need clothes,” JT declared. “This is just for fun.”

She opened the little box and gasped. “It’s . . . it’s lovely.” She pulled out the gold locket cameo and opened it.

“Luke said one day we’ll get you some special photograph to put inside,” JT assured her.

She hugged JT close. “Thank you, I’ll cherish it forever.” She looked at Luke. “Thank you for everything. You’ve blessed us in so many ways. We might not have even had food on the table but for your generosity. Thank God you came along when you did.”

He smiled. “Thanking God, are you? That’s a good thing to hear.”

She stiffened, then let her guard down again. “Be patient with me.”

“For as long as I have breath.”

Chapter 14

Martin Carson sipped strong coffee and reconsidered his son’s letter. Luke’s message, though sparse with details, made clear the circumstances of his situation.

The baby, a little girl who is named for her mother, is healthy and happy. Upon her deathbed, Sally asked that her dear friend, Gloriana Womack, and I take charge of the child and raise her in a manner that would have pleased Scott. We have done this, and I’m pleased to say that Sally Marie Carson is a strong and vital child.