Page 110 of The Things That Hold Us

“Apparently, this used to be a flower farm. It hasn't been open for a few years now, but these flowers pop up every October. A whole field of them.” he says, watching me.

I can't believe this is real. And marigolds? What are the chances of that?

“This is amazing. Can we go in it? Is this allowed?”

He shrugs his shoulders, “It's public land now. The town owns it, and makes sure it stays nice, but other than that no one does anything with it.”

I look around in awe; I’ve never seen this many marigolds.

Sam would've loved to see this.

A tear slides down my cheek, but I don't feel completely sad.

I’m just happy I get to see this. I never want to leave it.

I don't want to leave this town.

But I can't think about that. Not right now. There's too muchnewhappening.

“You want to run through it?” Logan asks me, wiggling his eyebrows.

My stomach fills with butterflies. He wants to run through a field of flowers with me.

And not just any flowers.

“I absolutely do.” I smile at him, grabbing his hand.

We take off in a sprint, the flowers hitting against my ankles, and the aroma of them filling my nose.

I feel so carefree. So at peace.

He laughs, running alongside me, watching me. His face is full of pure joy, which only brings me more peace.

We reach the middle of the field, completely surrounded by the flowers.

Logan pulls me into him, cupping my face.

“Thank you for showing me this.” I say, my nose brushing against his.

“I thought you'd love it. And thought..” he pauses, brushing a strand of hair behind my ear. “I thought it would remind you of Sam. And this is right by the new shop. So I thought it would help you feel like you still have a piece of him with you.”

My heart thunders in my chest.

He brought me here, knowing it would make me think of Sam. Not an ounce of jealousy or being territorial has come from him with my situation.

Most men don't like hearing about past relationships. But here he is, helping me heal from mine.

I know my relationship with Sam didnt end like usual.

I didn't have a choice in losing him.

He didn't have a choice in losing me.

Life, and timing had other plans for us.

And I’m starting to believe Logan is a part of those plans.

I look into Logan's eyes, and I can just tell Sam would have loved him.

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