Megan and Daniel laughed. Around the next corner, Megan could see the neat little frame home where Katy and her parents lived. A maroon Honda, which she recognized as Connie Parker’s, was just pulling into the driveway. “It looks like your mom’s home, Katy,” Megan said, parking behind the car.

“It looks like she’s got packages.” Like the true gentleman he was, Daniel climbed out of the van, helped Katy to the ground, and then strode over to help Katy’s mother carry her packages into the house. Megan watched him from the van. Her brother was doing his best to show what a considerate husband and son-in-law he would be. She knew that the Parkers liked him, but like Megan’s family, they worried about how the two young people would manage as a married couple.

“Let’s go.” Daniel came back to the van. “Thanks for taking Katy home.”

“You two really love each other, don’t you?”

“Uh-huh.” He grinned.

“Do you have any idea how lucky you are?” Megan spoke past the lump in her throat. She blinked back a tear as she turned down the street toward home.

“What happened?” Daniel didn’t miss much. “Did you have a fight with Conner?”

“I’m afraid so. We broke up.”

“Oh no! Conner’s the best. I wanted you to marry him.”

“Sorry. It’s not going to happen. And don’t ask me why. Talking about it will only make me feel worse.”

“Okay.” Daniel fell silent for a moment. “Can we talk about driving?”

“All right. Are you having trouble with the information in that booklet?”

He nodded dejectedly. “It’s hard. I’ve studied and studied. But there’s still stuff I can’t figure out. What if I can’t pass the test? How can I marry Katy if I can’t even drive her to work or take her to a movie?”

The emotion in his voice tore at Megan’s heart. But telling him about the driving school now would be a mistake. If her doubts won out over her desire to help him, her brother would be crushed. And so would Katy.

The course would last for a couple of months, at most, depending on his progress. The money wasn’t an insurmountable issue, but her parents could still say no. And if they agreed to let Daniel try for his license, she would have to give up her own plans in order to stay in Branding Iron and help him. Even the teaching job her father was urging her to take would be difficult to work around.

Could she do it? Could she give up a couple of months of her precious, selfish time for the sake of two people’s lifetime happiness?

What kind of person would even ask that question?