“I guess you will.”

I gave a wave to the final delivery truck that had stopped at the workshop that afternoon. As I turned to take in the space, I couldn’t believe I’d pulled it off. Crosby grinned at me. “Will is going to flip.”

“I hope so.” I winced. “I also hope Caelyn doesn’t murder me.”

Crosby chuckled. “It is going a tad overboard.”

I scrubbed a hand over my jaw. “Maybe a little. But thanks for helping me make this happen.” I’d called Ford and Crosby this morning and told them my plan. Ford had stayed with Will, keeping him busy while Crosby and I had transformed the workshop. Now, I couldn’t wait to show him.

“Dinner’s ready,” Caelyn called from the back deck.

As Crosby and I headed back towards the house, I took in a sight I never thought I’d see at the farmhouse again. It was full of people. Hunter and Will manned the grill. Ford gave Mia a piggyback ride around the yard, while Kenna shouted for them to go faster. Ava helped Bell and Caelyn set serving platters on the overly decorated picnic table.

“I’m going to need more furniture out here,” I muttered. As it was, we’d had to set up one of those folding tables and chairs for extra seating.

Crosby grinned. “Bet you never thought you’d be saying that.”

“No kidding.”

Caelyn motioned everyone towards the table. “All right, everyone, let’s sit.”

The meal was everything I’d grown to expect from these family dinners. Boisterous and full of laughter, though tonight had the added fun of celebrating Will’s birthday. Everyone had brought him something. From a new video game to a gift card to the local hardware store to continue building his tool collection. Caelyn had somehow managed to get him both a book on architecture and a gift card for the music lessons of his choice in the past twelve hours. Will was beside himself.

Crosby cleared his throat. “Before Griffin gives you his present, I have something else for you.”

Will’s brows drew together. “But you and Kenna already gave me that game.”

Crosby swallowed, looking at Kenna, who gave him an encouraging smile. “This is actually from Harriet. When she had me draft her will, she asked for this to be given to you on your seventeenth birthday.”

The table was instantly quiet. Mia looked at Caelyn. “Harriet sent him a present from heaven?”

Caelyn’s eyes glistened. “It looks like she did.”

Crosby handed a card to Will. Moving with care, Will opened the envelope. As he scanned the page, his body went rigid. When he looked up, his eyes were just a bit red. “She left me a college fund. It’ll pay for wherever I want to go to school.”

Caelyn gasped, her eyes filling with tears as she looked at Kenna. “Did you know about this?”