Nicola laughed softly as a baby blue jay peeked its head up out of its nest to greet them. As they stood on his porch and looked out over the rolling grapevines, Marcus silently thanked his property for putting on its finest show for Nicola.They’d both slept on the plane and even though it hadn’t been a full night’s rest, he felt more refreshed and alert than he had since Nicola had left San Francisco almost three weeks ago.“This winery is where you came to heal, isn’t it?”No one had ever laid it out so clearly to him...or had hit it so directly on the head.Pulling her closer, he told her, “The first time I ever saw this land was on a high school field trip. It was crazy, but I swore I saw a man who looked like my father working the vines. As soon as I got my driver’s license, I drove up here to look for him again.”“You weren’t alone, were you?”“Nope.” He smiled at the woman he loved. “Most of my brothers and sisters crammed into the car with me. I didn’t tell them about what I thought I’d seen, but I knew right then that one day this land would be mine.
