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Guy and Dr. Nance left to go back into Montreal just as the sun was beginning to glide toward the mountains in the west. Nance wished them both good luck. Guy gave them both a brotherly kiss and hug.
“Do well, ma petite. But don’t stay there too long. We’ll be waiting for you to get home,” he told Michael. Then he turned to Cam. “Don’t worry about this house. Jean-Rene and I will make sure it’s still standing till you get home.”
“I’ll leave money to get everything done,” she told him.
“No need. I know where you live and I’m on very good terms with your wife. You can pay me when you get home.”
“Merci, Guy.”
They watched him and Dr. Nance until the boat rounded the point of land to the north.
Michael picked up the plane ticket and notes that Dr. Nance had left with her.
“Well,” she murmured and breathed a heavy sigh as she tapped the papers against her hand. “There goes the going-away scene I had planned for you.” She stared into Cam’s eyes.