ALISON
Anna and Jimmy Girard, Deacon's grandparents, lived on a large family farm a few miles outside of Harper Springs. Their property jutted against the land that Emma had bought when she moved down here, and now that Emma and Deacon were living in her cabin, I knew that they loved being closer to the older couple.
I'd been to the farm often when I lived in Harper Springs because while we were building Emma's cabin, Anna and Jimmy had helped us and frequently fed us at their kitchen table, too. The old farmhouse was the most comfortable, most welcoming home I'd ever known.
So I didn't feel the least bit uncomfortable to park on the side of the house and push open the kitchen door, calling as I did.
"Hello! I'm here to volunteer as a taste-tester."
"And just in time!" Drying her
