“I’ll admit, it’s not much to look at,” Jane said, sliding out.

It seemed to be made of reclaimed wood, with a dark blue paint. “It can be challenging at times, getting around. But the resorts and hotels need doctors all the time, so they often just bring a boat for me,” Jane said.

She helped Lynn step out of the Jeep. “I understood most of your work is with the indigenous people?”

“It is. It took us awhile to earn their trust. But after William helped rebuild so many of their homes, they started allowing me to help treat whatever ailments would arise. They built most of this home. And when Will is working on homes and I’m at the resorts, they come here to watch the baby.”

Lynn forced a smile, trying to swallow her jealousy of other people caring for the great-grandson she’d never met.

“You’ll meet them, Lynn, we want you to meet them all … well, look who’s up.”

The screen on the front door opened. William stepped through, carrying a large toddler with a shock of red hair.

Lynn couldn’t stop the tears. Jane reached out and touched her arm, Roxy resting her hand on the small of her back as William walked off the porch.

“Nanna, Roxy,” he said, lifting the boy a bit higher. “I want you to meet Tommy Christopher Chance.”

Lynn covered her mouth; the boy smiled. It was like looking at William at one year old. She stepped forward and embraced them both, kissing the boy’s face and then William’s.

“I have missed you so much,” William said.

“He looks so much like your mother,” Lynn said, wiping her eyes.

“I think he looks just like you,” William said.

“Let’s go inside, have some lunch,” Jane said. “Will, let your grandmother carry Tommy.”

Lynn held her breath, taking the boy. She waited for tears, maybe a cry of unfamiliarity. But he just looked at her with interest and smiled.

After the dishes were washed, and Jane and Roxy were deep in a conversation about how to survive without pizza, William asked Lynn to take a walk. It was time for Tommy’s nap, but he was all laughter and showing off in full force. So William had scooped him up, slathered him with sunscreen and bug spray.

They’d taken a trail from the house to the beach, which opened up to a breathtaking sight of white sand and stunning hues of green and blue. “I know it looks like paradise, but it wasn’t at first. I pretty much expected Jane to leave every day for about six months. But you’d be surprised at how quickly you get to know someone when there’s no TV, no internet, and no phones. And the pregnancy was not planned.”

“She seems really wonderful. But surely her family is upset about this.…”