That was the only word for it, Jewel thought as she and Patrice stood on the Blacks’ front porch an hour after Jewel caught Winnie’s seven-pounds-and-change baby girl. Behind them the wind sighed through the sixty-foot pine trees standing guard over the modern wood and glass structure tucked into the mountainside. And farther back, Aidan Black’s studio where the Irishman captured, on enormous canvases, the majestic kaleidoscope of light and color that made up the landscape that Jewel, too, had grown to love so much. “Couldn’t’ve done it better myself,” Patrice said, the yellow porch light skimming her high cheekbones and cropped silvery hair. Her broad grin. “Nobody could’ve told that was your first catch, missy. I’m proud of you.” Grinning herself, Jewel snuggled more tightly into her jacket and leaned against the porch railing. They’d go back inside shortly, but Patrice felt it was important to give the new family time to bond by themselves. “You might’ve given me warning, though, that you’d planned on turning over the reins.”
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