Now there is love in my life and there are friends in my life and I want for nothing.Once more I felt the tears welling up. I couldn't fight it any lo...ger. I turned to Gregg, leaned against his chest and whispered, "Thank you for changing my life."I knew that the others were watching us as Gregg took me in his arms and held me. But that's okay. They're a part of my life now. They're my friends and they're happy for me. I'm not embarrassed for anyone to know how much I love Gregg and how much I. Ginger should never play poker. Jillian read that something was slightly amiss with the last bit that her mother told her.Jillian asked, “Who were the last couple? Who is it that Jo knows?”Ginger looked to me for relief. I waved my hand. “You may as well tell her. She’ll find out momentarily anyway.” I was thinking about what would happen when Ethan got back from his last day at work and arrived with Ellie in tow.Ginger mumbled a response, and Jillian asked for clarification. Ginger was clearer. Most of the gentry seemed to think "Rich Neck Manor" by far the best and most hospitable place on the Shore. Matthew Tilghman, member of the Council of Safety, delegate to the Continental Congress, and president of the Convention at the time of independence, regularly and lavishly entertained the revolutionary elite as the current master of that impressive home. Some called him the eyes and ears of Talbot County if not its heart.The plantation just east of the Conroy's gently rolling land,. Softly I kneel, afraid to startle him away as he looks with amusement at my earth-bound awkwardness."You can laugh, my beautiful one, you have seen so much I will never be able to see!"His laughing eyes draw me into them and I lean with my hand out over the water. To my disappointment he sinks back into the waves but a moment later, something rubbery, and warm brushes my hand. His fin! He is rubbing his fin on my hand!My heart threatens to burst through my chest as I chuckle gleefully. Oh, if.