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In the following weeks after my first date with Jonah, we fell madly and deeply in love. We spent every possible minute we could together. We just couldn’t get enough of each other. We were having a picnic on one particular sunny day and in between kisses and lots cuddling, we discussed our future. He told me how his mother owned a motel on an island called Hylewood and that after he was married, he would inherit it. He leaned his head against mine and described the island in detail. “I haven’t been in years but we used to go on vacation there every summer. It’s always looks like autumn. The trees are a mixture of red, orange, and yellow. And there is a nearby waterfall that would soothe me to sleep every night.” He sounded very fond of the place. “I do hope you’ll take me there one day.” I whispered softly. “I would love to.” He kissed me on top of the head. We changed positions so I could look up at the clouds. Out of curiosity, I asked Jonah why people around town referred to him and his mother as the Jones. “Waters is my mother’s maiden name. She’s never explained the whole story to me but after my father went missing, she changed her name back. And when I was born, it was the name I was given. I’ll never know why she does some of the things she does…she’s a bit of an odd duck if you haven’t noticed.” He laughed and pulled me closer. “Your family isn’t the only one with it’s oddities.” I smiled up at him. “But you know what? Melinda Waters sure does has a nice ring to it…doesn’t it?” I teased, kissing him once more. A huge grin broke out across his face. “You’re right. It does.”

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