Elora turned her head toward Tatum.

Tatum paused his massage and asked softly, "Is it uncomfortable? I can adjust. I'm not very experienced since I rarely give massages, but I'd like to get better. Whenever I have time in the future, I'll give you more massages to improve my skills so I can serve you better." Elora smiled gently. "No, it's perfect. Every time you talk about Old Mrs. York, I can't help but want to meet her."

To Elora, Old Mrs. York had become a figure of legend-an extraordinary woman with an indelible presence.

Tatum kept his thoughts to himself. Grandma has already seen you before, and you've seen her too-you just didn't realize who she was.

His grandmother had chosen Elora for him after what must have been a lengthy period of observation. She'd taken the time to understand Elora, to see her strength and integrity. Grandma must have been confident in Elora's character and abilities to have made her choice.

"When you're less busy, if you're interested, you could visit Wiltspoon in the spring," Tatum suggested. "When the flowers are in full bloom, the scenery is breathtaking. I'd be happy to be your personal tour guide, and I'll cover everything-lodging, meals, and even your roundtrip tickets."

invite your grandmother to visit Annenburg. Although, I imagine traveling might be inconvenient for her at her age. If she's willing, I could arrange for a private plane to bring her here. I'd really love

strong women above all else. Women like Old Mrs. York, who had wielded power and influence from

still in great health and loves her adventures-sometimes

pregnant, and Grandma wanted to make sure my brother

with her. My dad, meanwhile, stayed home by himself. He was so lonely

with every word. Hearing Tatum talk about them painted a picture of a family full

their sixties by now,

grandmother go this time?" Elora asked, letting

his list. As the young master of a family worth

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