We spent the following week in Myrtle Beach with Emma. I hadn't taken off the butterfly necklace since Dad gave it to me. Emma had a fit over it, she absolutely loved it and kept saying how much she wanted one just like it.
She was doing better. Still not well enough for the trip to Sedona, but better nonetheless. Her color had returned, and she was able to walk around the house without needing help or anything to hold onto. Her sister moved in with her and brought five dogs. I had never seen Emma happier than sitting on the swing with a Boxer in her lap.
While we were there we went shopping, finding things for the Marshall Plantation. Eric gave me his credit card, and I may have maxed it out. Oops. At least the house would look good.
It was hard leaving Emma. Eric was emotional, and I tried to comfort him. As much as I loved the Marshall Plantation, I would give it up to make him happy.
"She's doing better," he said, not taking his eyes off the road, "she can come stay with us."
I squeezed his hand, "I'd love that. I can fix up one of the guest rooms for her. And your aunt can come visit whenever she wants."
"You're amazing, Baby."
"You are," I kissed his cheek and nibbled on his ear. Eric Parry was the best thing to ever happen to me. "Are you sure you want to move away from the beach? It's your home."
He looked at me and smiled, "You love Sedona, and I want to be with you. You're my home now."
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