Page 27 of Wynns of Change
Harlow gave her a thumbs up. “This is one of the best meals I’ve had in a long time. I might have a catering event for you soon.”
“Awesome,” her friend beamed. “I’m glad you’re home, Harlow. We missed you.”
Over and over again, a similar sentiment echoed. The contrast between how Harlow was treated by business colleagues and competitors versus her friends was unmistakable.
The meal ended and the extra guests, the postmaster and visitor’s center guide, left.
Abby clapped her hands. “Okay, ladies. This isn’t all about feasting and eating. We’re going to make a special dish, one that’s near and dear to my heart.”
“With a Mackinac Island theme?” Harlow asked.
“Of course.” Abby handed out the index card recipes and escorted the Mackies into the kitchen. “We’re whipping up a batch of those delicious molasses cookies I made…the ones everyone raved about.”
“And were a part of the celebratory gift bag Eryn brought to me,” Harlow said. “Those special gifts meant so much. I hope you all know I was in tears.”
“We wanted to send a little love from home,” Meg beamed. “We’re glad you liked it.”
“I loved it. Thank you all for such a sweet, thoughtful gift. A little piece of home was exactly what I needed.”
“Speaking of our globe-trotting traveling superstar, we’re all dying to know how it went,” Noelle said.
Harlow shared a few snippets and stories, giving her friends a tiny glimpse into her world. “But enough about me. Abby is the star of the day.”
“I’m open for tips and suggestions,” Abby said. “Fire away.”
While working on their cookies, the others threw out ideas about how she could get her new business venture off the ground.
The cookies finished baking. Fresh from the oven, the friends gathered at the counter, sampling the delicious treat.
“Before we forget, it’s time to share our good thing that happened,” Peyton reminded them. “I’ll start. The Detroit Lions placed a huge order for fudge.”
Eryn whooped loudly. “Do you think you can get us tickets to a home game?”
“I’ll see what I can do.”
Around the room they went, with each of the Mackies sharing their good thing. When it was Harlow’s turn, she told them about the idea bouncing around in her head. “I’m thinking about buying a cottage on Mackinac Island to split my time between here and California.”
“I think it’s a fabulous idea. I love it. Please…please,” Eryn begged.
The others chimed in, excitedly chattering about the thought of Harlow becoming a permanent part-time resident. Gazing around the fudge shop, her excitement grew. She could do it…definitely do it.
“Maybe you and Aunt Birdie should join forces and build a place together,” Lottie suggested.
Harlow cast her a side glance. Had her aunt shared her secret with Lottie?
“Uh-oh. Harlow has the look,” Meg teased. “Is Aunt Birdie already making plans?”
“You could say that.” Harlow hurried on. “She bought Petoskey Point.”
Eryn blinked rapidly. “Isn’t Petoskey Point the property your mom and dad bought and sold years ago?”
“Where is Petoskey Point?” Peyton asked.
Harlow rattled off the general location. “The cottage, or what’s left of it, is still there. Aunt Birdie’s tentative plan is to tear it down and rebuild from the ground up.”
“The Lighthouse Lane property just went up for sale,” Noelle said. “I think it would be perfect for you.”
“Lighthouse Lane,” Harlow repeated. “Why does the name sound familiar?”
