Kenna shook her head. “Not until today.”

Will stared down at the paper. “I can’t even thank her.”

Caelyn wrapped an arm around him, but it was Kenna who spoke. “She knows, Will. That’s why she gave it to you. Because she knew how much you’d cherish it.”

God, I’d fallen into such a good group of people. One I probably didn’t deserve but wasn’t giving up for anything. I cleared my throat. “You can still tell her.” Will met my gaze. “I talk to my parents and sister all the time. Maybe there’s a place you felt close to her. Go there and tell her how grateful you are.”

He nodded and looked at Kenna and Crosby. “The beach at The Gables. Maybe I could come by sometime and say thank you.”

Kenna’s smile was a bit wobbly, but she managed to hold back the tears. “You’re welcome any time.”

Ava looked at me. “What about Griffin? He still has something for Will.”

I smiled at the girl whose comfort around me was one of the best gifts I’d ever received. “That’s right, I do. We’re going to have to take a field trip, though.” And what I had couldn’t exactly measure up to a full-ride to the college of one’s choosing, but that didn’t matter. What was important was that Will felt loved and cared for and seen.

I pushed up from the table and motioned for our group to follow me to the workshop. Caelyn found her way to my side, and I wrapped an arm around her. “You okay?” I whispered.

She nodded. “I can’t believe Harriet did that. She’s already done so much for us. Without her, I never would’ve gotten on my feet.”

“She loved you, and this was just another way she could show you.”

“You’re right.” Caelyn pressed a kiss to the underside of my jaw. “Now, are you going to tell me what you’ve been working on all day?”

“That would ruin the surprise.”

“Oh, fine,” she huffed.

As we reached the workshop, Crosby pushed Will to the front of our group and then joined me at the sliding barn doors. We each took hold of one. With a nod, we slid them open. There were a few gasps, and Mia let out a shriek. “Will! Look at all the instruments.”

Will stood in stunned silence, gazing around the room. He took in the drum set and the baby grand piano. The electric guitar and the bass. The acoustic guitar and the banjo. There was some basic recording equipment, too. He slowly took one step forward and then another, his eyes jumping from one thing to another. Then he turned to me. “This—this is all for me?” I nodded. “Why?”

The single word broke something in me. “Because you should chase any dream you have.”