“If not, we’ll get new ones.”

“You don’t have to keep doing that,” she said, her tone a little rueful.

“What?”

“You’re always buying me things. I have plenty. I don’t need new lights.”

He moved close and hugged her, trying not to notice how fragile she felt in his arms. He kissed the top of her head. “You’re not the boss of me.”

She laughed. “I used to be.”

She stepped back and went to her closet, where she pulled a few boxes off a shelf.

“I want you to look at what I bought Harrison. If you think he’ll like the gifts, I’ll drop them off at Wrap Around the Clock later.”

He glanced through the boxes. There was a baseball board game and a joke book. The last box contained a kit that would teach Harrison how to do simple magic tricks.

“All winners,” he told her. “And these are plenty. You don’t have to get him anything else.”

She waved away his advice. “He’s my great-grandson. I enjoy spoiling him.”

“You’re good to him.”

“I love him.”

A simple statement filled with meaning. Judy had loved him, as well. Growing up, he’d known she was the only one. At least until Reggie, and that had been a very different kind of love.

“I know you do,” he said. “Want me to drop the gifts off at Wrap Around the Clock for you?”

“I can do it. I want to check on Camryn and see how she’s doing.”

Camryn had been a couple of years behind him, so he’d known of her in high school, but hadn’t hung out with her or her friends. She’d recently lost her mom and had moved back to Wishing Tree to take over the family business and take care of her much younger twin sisters.

“The holidays are going to be tough,” he said. “On all of them.”

Judy eyed him speculatively. “Maybe you should stop by yourself. Just to be friendly.”

“Why would I do that? I barely know her.”

“You could get to know her better.”

As her true meaning sank in, he held in a groan. “Don’t even think about it. I’m not interested in dating Camryn.”

“You can’t know that. You just said yourself you barely know her. She’s very pretty.”

“I’m sure she is, but no.” The last thing he needed was his grandmother messing with his personal life. Not that he had one, but the principle was the same regardless.

“What about Reggie? You two got along well last night at dinner.”

This was more dangerous territory, he thought. Last night had been fun, and he’d enjoyed hanging out with Reggie and getting to know the person she’d become, but that was a far cry from wanting to go out with her.

“You know I don’t date.”