"I would love to, Lorn," she said, meaning it. She was going to be married! Oh, Lord, she was going to be married! Her arms went around his neck upon impulse either way and she said, "I want to be your wife... And I want to make a family with you, with the children. I love you." There, she said it. It bubbled up like a hiccup almost. She pulled back and looked into his eyes, "And I would love to go into town with you too, but..." but what about the other people who remembered her for the wrong reasons. She had not been to town much since she moved into the cottage.