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Rescued By Love


Rescued By Love

Sophie Dawson


Sophie Dawson Novels

©2016 Sophie Dawson

Shakespir Edition

ISBN: 978-1-63376-017-2


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Books By Sophie Dawson 48


Rescued By Love


Logan Scofield came to Antigua to recover from the betrayal and divorce of his wife. He just wanted to rest and heal. But all that changed when he pulls Saige Garner from the waves during her attempted suicide. His heart goes out to the young widow and mother of twins. She gave in to a moment of weakness in her grief. He understands how easy that could be. He wants to help her heal but what will helping her cost him?

Can he get over his fear of betrayal and see the family he always wanted right in front of him? Can Saige let the pain of losing her first love go and find love again with Logan? Or will their time on Antigua be but a pleasant memory touched with a bitter sweet What if?

Or is God doing something for them that they can’t yet hope is real?



Rescued By Love is a sweet, inspirational Christian novelette of 16,000 words.



They would be fine. They had Kayla and Ryan as their godparents and guardians. They were young enough to forget the loss of their parents. They’d already lost their father. She’d not been much of a mother for the last ten months. Saige Garner looked back toward the beach one more time. She took a breath, moved from floating vertically in the water into swimming position and began slow arm strokes out to sea.

Tears coursing down her cheeks merged with the salt water as Saige kept her eyes fixed on the horizon. In her mind she saw the sleeping faces of her four year old twins. Tyce, the older twin by three minutes, looked so much like his father except for his brown rather than blonde hair. Oval face with brown eyes. He looked just like Nolan’s baby and toddler pictures. He’d be so handsome when he was grown. Amie, her princess, was blonde like her father but with her mother’s blue eyes. She also had a heart shaped face with the same widow’s peak Saige had. Who would have thought that bit of hair peaked on her forehead would be so prophetic for Saige’s life. A widow at the young age of twenty-eight.


Normally the water had nothing breaking the surface as Logan Scofield rounded the peninsula which bounded the waterway into Jolly Harbor in the early morning on his wave runner. Another day in paradise; Antigua. He’d come three weeks ago to escape the cold of the US in January. The sun couldn’t be seen yet as it hadn’t topped the mountain to the east but the sky was light and Jolly Bay was smooth. It was his favorite time to rev the motor of the jet ski to maximum without having to be concerned that a wave or swell needed to be avoided or fought.

Ahead something dark was floating on the surface. Logan would see what it was and pick it out of the water if it was garbage. It was out a long way from the shore in front of Jolly Beach Resort. No need for trash to wash up on the beach.

As he moved nearer an arm lifted then returned to the water. It was a person. Why were they so far out and still swimming away from shore? There weren’t any reasons for someone to be so far out. The energy it took to get that distance from shore would make it difficult, if not impossible, to swim back to the beach. Logan aimed the bow of his wave runner toward the person and sped up.


A motor’s roar coming near made Saige look to her right just as a wave runner drew up beside her. Nooo. It was so early. She’d left the suite as the sky was barely lightening.

“Are you insane or trying to kill yourself?” A man cut the motor and reached down an arm extending his hand for Saige to take. She ignored it and increased the speed of her strokes. She didn’t think about the fact that she’d never be able to out swim a wave runner.

“No you don’t.” The man jumped off the runner and wrapped an arm around her waist. Saige swung her arm at him trying to push him away or knock him in the head. She didn’t care which. She only wanted to get away from him.

Logan turned her body away from him and gripped his arm from her shoulder across her chest clasping her hard under her arm. It was obvious now that her intent had been suicide. He didn’t know or care why. At the moment he only wanted to get her on the runner with him and back to shore. First he had to get them to and on the wave runner. It wouldn’t do for that to get away from them.

She continued struggling, futilely, until he grabbed onto the runner and heaved her up across it. Then he kicked hard and managed to mount it before she was able to slip back into the water. Logan pinned her crosswise on her belly between his legs with one knee and took off back toward Jolly Harbor.

She was crying, her head in her arms now. The fight had gone out of her. Logan wondered if she was alone on the island and how he’d find out who to contact. He didn’t really want to involve the police. He didn’t know what the policy was for attempted suicide and didn’t want to find out. As they turned east into the harbor the sun rose past the mountain and twinkled off the gold wrist band on her arm. Tranquility Bay used those. He’d be able to find out if she had family or friends with her at the all-suite resort.

Slowing as he entered the harbor, Logan pulled into the marina and up to the stern of the yacht he’d borrowed from a friend to stay on while in Antigua. Logan secured the wave runner to the swim platform and lifted his leg off the woman’s back. He moved to the platform and looked at her. He couldn’t tell much since he couldn’t see her face. She wasn’t sobbing anymore, instead she was trying to catch her breath, her head still on her arms. Then she looked up at him.


“That’s my question to you. Why?” She was a young woman, somewhere in her mid to late twenties he’d guess. Pretty, he guessed but with her red eyes and stricken expression it was hard to tell. Slim, in a flowered one-piece bathing suit she hadn’t moved and was still sprawled across between the seat and steering of the wave runner.

Logan held his hand out to her. This time she took it and allowed him to aid her transfer to the swim platform. She was trembling all over. He worried that she might be going into shock. He grabbed a couple of towels from the railing above his head and wrapped her in them. Then he picked her up and carried her up the steps setting her on the bench seating lining the area just above the swim platform. He sat next to her and looked at her a moment. She was looking down, her shoulders slumped as if in defeat.

“What’s your name?” Logan asked.

“Saige Garner.”

“Why were you swimming away from shore?”

“Because I want to die.”



Saige looked at the man who’d plucked her out of the water. Now she wouldn’t be able to get rid of the pain. There was no way Kayla or Ryan would let her out of their sight. As soon as they got back to the States they’d have her at the counselor before you could say, ‘grief.’

“I’m Logan Scofield. How about we get you out of that wet suit? The yacht owner’s wife left some clothing here. I think you’ll fit into something.” He placed his hand under her elbow. She hesitated then allowed him to help her stand and lead her into the cabin.

“I’ll get something dry to put on then let you change in the bedroom.” Logan dug into a couple of drawers pulling clothing out. “Corinne’s stuff is in these cupboards and this closet. Pick whatever you want. Oh, there’s a bathroom in there. If you want to shower.”

Saige watched him leave the room and close the door behind him. She took a big breath and let out a sigh then rubbed her hand down her face.

Logan quickly showered off the salt in another suite bathroom and put on clothes, gym shorts and a t-shirt. Going to the galley he cut up a passion fruit and a mango. He thought about calling Tranquility Bay but decided to wait until she came out and ate a little.

Hearing the bedroom door open he stuck his head out of the galley and asked her to come in with him. She looked much better. She was dressed in a bright pink sundress that reached to her knees. She must have showered since her hair was clean and combed, though still wet. Her bathing suit dangled from her hand.

“Come, sit here and have some fruit. Do you want coffee or juice or anything?”

“No, thank you.”

Logan placed the platter of fruit on the table. He sat across from her and dished some fruit onto a plate and set it before her with a fork. He did the same for himself. They ate in silence. Logan didn’t know what to say. He silently asked the Holy Spirit to give him words to ease her spirit. He sure wasn’t equipped for this sort of thing.

“Saige,” he finally started. “I’m no therapist but I’m willing to listen. It must be something pretty big for you to want to swim until you drowned.”

Saige’s eyes filled with tears. They slipped over the edge, through her lower lashes and down her cheeks. “I just can’t do it anymore. I miss him so much. My sister and her husband can take care of Tyce and Amie better than I can. I’ve been a pretty miserable mother since Nolan died.”

Logan placed his hand on hers. “I’m so sorry for your loss.” He paused. “Swimming out into the ocean isn’t the answer. You know your children want you more than they do their aunt and uncle.”

Saige nodded. “Somedays it’s just too hard. I wake up alone, he’s not there at breakfast, to kiss and wrestle with the twins a little before he goes to work. There’s no one coming home at the end of the day. No one to play with the twins while I fix supper. No one to snuggle with on cold nights. No one to help with all the little things that pile up.”

As she kept listing what she missed since her husband’s death Logan realized he understood some of what she was talking about. Since his divorce he was without similar big and little interactions with his ex-wife. He squeezed her hand in sympathy.

“I’m sorry to inconvenience you,” Saige said. “I’ll head back now. After I wash these clothes I’ll get them back to you. Thank you for all you’ve done. I appreciate it.”

Logan smiled. “No problem. I wondered when you were fighting me in the water.”

Saige cracked a small grin. “I’m sorry about that. Actually, I’m glad you stopped me.” She paused then said, “I’ve been to a counselor but he didn’t really help. Maybe I didn’t let him.”

“You’ve talked to your sister haven’t you?”

“A little but I don’t want her to feel burdened by me. By the things I can’t do and need Ryan to help with. They’ve done so much already.”

They fell silent for a few minutes. Then Logan said, “How long are you here for?”

“Two more weeks. We’re staying in Tranquility Bay.”

“I know.” At her confused look he pointed to her wristband. She smiled. It was a sad smile but larger than any she’d exhibited before. “Come, I’ll escort you back. If your kids get up early they’ll be wondering where you are.” Logan stood and held out his hand to help her up.


“Mommy, where were you? I got up and you weren’t anywhere.” Amie’s eyes bespoke her worry as she wrapped her arms around her mother’s legs. Tyce stood a little ways away. His face echoed his sister’s.

“I went out early this morning. I met this nice man and he helped me some. His name’s Logan. These are Tyce and Amie. Where are Aunt Kayla and Uncle Ryan?” The sounds of her niece and nephew in the bedroom indicated at least one of the adults was in the suite.

“They’re getting Eli cleaned up after breakfast. Brielle and Jordan are putting their suits on. We wanted to wait for you.” Amie finally let go of Saige’s legs.

“Mommy, did you go swimming?” Tyce asked pointing to her suit.

“Yes, I took an early swim.”

“That’s not your dress, Mommy.” Amie took hold of the hem.

“No, I got a little too far away from shore and Logan took me for a wave runner ride to his boat. I borrowed this dress.”

“He wears dresses?” Tyce wrinkle his nose in disgust.

“No,” Logan laughed. “I’m staying on a friend’s boat. The dress is his wife’s. It looks good on your mommy though, doesn’t it.”

“Yeah,” said Amie. “Mommy looks pretty in anything.”

Just then two children ran into the room and stopped short when they saw the stranger. A moment later a couple and toddler came in at a slower pace.

“Saige, where’d you go so early?” Kayla Ennis asked.

“For an early swim.” Saige saw her sister eye Logan standing next to her. “This is Logan Scofield. My sister Kayla Ennis, Ryan Ennis, her husband, and their kids Brielle, Jordan and Eli.” Saige pointed to each of the children.

The introductions made, Kayla asked the twins if they wanted to go swimming now. Their running to the bedroom to change was all the answer needed. “Ryan, why don’t you take them and we’ll meet up with you on the beach. Logan, please stay and let’s get acquainted a bit.”

Soon Kayla, Saige and Logan were alone. “What happened?” Kayla shot a serious look at Saige then Logan.

A lump of tears clogged Saige’s throat. She brought a fist to her mouth, pressing hard to keep the sob from breaking through.

“Oh honey, no.” Kayla’s arms were suddenly around Saige who lost the battle with the sob. They came out one after the other as she held onto her sister tightly. Kayla looked at Logan. He lifted his eyebrows and nodded. “Let’s sit down and have a talk.”

Kayla settled Saige on the sofa. Logan sat in a chair just to her left. “Would you like something to drink? We have Coke, Diet, juice. It’s a little early for a beer.” Since it was just before nine Logan chuckled his agreement.

“Coke’s fine.”

She brought the drinks; two Diets and one Coke, and sat beside Saige. “Thank you, Logan,” Kayla said. “Saige, oh my word. Why?”

“I miss him so and Tyce and Amie would be fine with you.”

Fire burned in Kayla’s eyes. “No. They. Would. Not. You know that’s a lie. It’s the evil one twisting your grief and lying to you.”

“I know. I saw the truth in Amie’s and Tyce’s eyes. It would have destroyed them. I’m so sorry.” Saige started crying again. Kayla pulled her sister into her arms and hugged her tight.

When Saige began to catch her breath Kayla said, “Honey, you’ve had a tough morning. I’m sure you’re exhausted. Let me help you to bed. You can nap for a while then come join us on the beach.” She patted Saige’s head which was resting on her shoulder and looked at Logan mouthing, “You stay here. I want to talk with you.” He nodded as she helped Saige rise and go through a door into the adjoining suite.

When Kayla came back she pulled the door nearly shut then sat on the sofa laying her head on the back looking up at the ceiling. “She tried to kill herself didn’t she?”

“Yes. I was on the wave runner and saw her swimming out. She was so far from shore. I realized what she was doing and got her onto the wave runner. I took her back to the yacht I’m staying on.” He went on relating what Saige had told him.

“I knew she was still depressed but didn’t think she was so bad. It’s been nearly a year. She was excited about coming with us. We thought getting her away from everything would help. Ryan and I have been praying and praying.” She looked at Logan. “Did we make a mistake coming? Did coming here make her try to kill herself?”

“No. It’s nothing you did. As you said before. It’s the work of Satan. He’s the father of lies and he attacks at our weakest point.”

“You’re a believer?”

“In Christ, yes. Very much so. I think God used me to stop her. I’m glad I didn’t turn over and go back to sleep this morning.”

“I am too.” Kayla’s eyes now filled with tears. “She was devastated when Nolan was killed. It was a drunk driver. He lived. Not injured very much. Nolan was kept alive for nearly two days before they said he was brain dead. It was the worst two days of our lives.

“Our folks wanted Saige to move back home but she didn’t want to. They live in southern California now. We all live in Illinois. It’s home, where we grew up and met our husbands.” Kayla paused. When Logan didn’t say anything she continued. “I can’t tell you how thankful I am you were there this morning. The kids have been through so much. This vacation is supposed to be fun and if Saige had…”

“I’m thankful too. I’d have hated to bring her body to shore. So what will you do now?”

Kayla shrugged. “I don’t really know. Stay here and try to keep it from the kids. Set Saige up with different counselor when we get back home.”

“She told me the one she was going to wasn’t much help.” Logan looked at the bedroom door then back at Kayla. “I have a thought. Have you been doing much while you’re here? You know, sightseeing and such?”

“Not really. With five kids and only one over five it’s kind of hard to do much.”

“Well, I know I’m a stranger, but I sort of have become involved. I’m living on a friend’s yacht until the end of February. Would you all like to go out for a day? We could sail along the Caribbean side of the island. It’s calmer. Maybe doing something so out of the ordinary would help Saige see things from a different angle.”

Kayla thought for a moment. “Sounds like a good idea but let me run it past Ryan.” She grinned. “You don’t know what you are getting in to. Five kids, all day.”

Logan smiled back. “We are told we will suffer in this life. It build’s character.”

Kayla laughed and Logan joined in.


Saige looked at her iPad for the time. She’d slept several hours. Going to the bathroom she looked at herself in the mirror. The pain etched on her face made her look older than her twenty-eight years.

“I’m so sorry, Lord. I forgot that you have me in the palm of your hand. I need to turn my hurt and grief over to you.” She took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “One day at a time. One minute at a time.” Saige turned away from the mirror and left the bathroom. Kayla was sitting on the bed, waiting.

“Come here, little sis and give me a hug. I need one. I got a huge scare this morning.” Kayla held out her arms and Saige rushed into them. They fell back onto the mattress softly crying. Finally, Kayla reached back and grabbed the box of tissues on the nightstand and slapped it onto the bed above their heads. “We’re a mess. Noses running, wet faces. I’m glad Ryan isn’t here to see us. Can you imagine what he’d compare us to?”

“Those ugly monkeys with the large red noses?” Saige said then chuckled.

“Or maybe albino monkfish.” Kayla laughed.

“Oh, that’s just mean. True, but mean.” They lay there blowing noses and wiping their faces. “I’m sorry. I don’t know what I was thinking.”

“You weren’t. You let grief overload your sense.”

“Yep. Pretty stupid, and leaving God out of my decision.”

“Yeah, that’s always stupid. I’m just so thankful Logan saw you and brought you home.”

“Me too. I promise I won’t do it again. I’ll talk to you or Ryan if I get that down again.”

“I’m going to hold you to that one.” Kayla wrapped her arm around Saige and held her tight. Then she pulled back and a mischievous grin appeared on her face. “Not a bad looking rescuer. Pretty darn cute if you ask me.”

“Ha, I didn’t but you’re right. He is cute. Pretty sweet yacht too. Big. It has at least two bedrooms. He doesn’t own it. Some friend does.”

“Nice friend. Logan seems really nice too. He offered to take us out on the yacht for a day. Kids and all.”

“Oh man. He doesn’t know what he’s getting into. Did you agree?”

“Said I’d talk with Ryan about it. I think he’ll say it’s a great opportunity for the kids. You know, experience something different.”

“You mean experience something really cool for him to do.” Saige laughed and Kayla joined in. “You know, it’s funny. This morning I was so depressed I wanted to drown. Tried to make myself drown. Now I’m laughing and looking forward to the day and more days to come.”

“Why do you think that is?” Kayla hugged Saige again.

“I brought God back into the picture. I admitted I’d left Him out of my life and wanted Him back in. It makes all the difference.”

“Amen to that, sister.”





“Ahoy there, matey.” Logan heard the call and went out from the pilot room to the deck. It was three days after he’d rescued Saige. Now the families were coming for their day on the yacht. It was just after breakfast. Eight people stood in a line on the dock, each one with their own backpack or bag. Two styrofoam coolers and large bag nearly overflowing with toys sat waiting to be loaded.

“Hey, come on aboard.” Logan hurried to unlatch the gate then reached out as Ryan began handing children to him. “You guys stand right there until we get everyone on board. No falling off the boat.”

“Yes sir.” The oldest, a girl saluted, then slapped her brother who did the same, who then poked the twins who saluted too.

Soon everything and everyone was on board and the women were busy unloading the coolers. They’d spent the day before preparing food to bring.

“You think we’ll have enough?” Logan looked at the amount and thought it was more than they could possibly eat. He’d gotten food from the deli at the grocery store as well as beverages and bottled water.

“Hopefully. The sun makes everyone hungry though.” Kayla didn’t look from the frig she was loading with containers as she spoke and Saige just nodded as she placed bags of chips, fruit and crackers on the counter.

“We’ll make a valiant effort at consuming it all, won’t we gang?” Ryan asked the children who were climbing onto the bar stools along the counter. He picked the smallest child up. “This is Eli. The rest of you raise your hand when I say your name. Logan doesn’t know who you all are very well yet. Brielle.” The oldest girl raised her hand. “Jordan.” The boy looked a lot like his sister. “Tyce. Amie.” They didn’t look much alike but were about the same size so that they were twins was evident. “Kayla” She laughed and raised her hand. “Saige.”

“Last but not least, I hope.” She smiled.

“What about you, Daddy?” Jordan asked.

“Ryan.” He said and raised his hand.

Logan smiled. “You guys ready to blow this pop stand?”

“Huh?” Several young voices asked.

“Start the boat and sail out onto the sea?”


“Okay, but first the rules.” As Logan explained the safety rules he watched Saige. She looked so much better than the other day. Almost younger. Definitely with more hope. She stood leaning against the counter with a small smile on her face. He hoped she was truly more positive about her life and not just covering up her feelings.

“Now, crew,” Ryan said. “Lifejackets, where are the lifejackets?”

“Oh rats. I knew we forgot something.” Kayla groaned. “They’re back at the condo.”

“I think we can take the boat to get them. We won’t sink before we get there,” Logan said. “Come on, crew, let’s go and drive this thing.”

They all trooped out of the galley and into the pilot room. Several tall chairs allowed the children to see out the windshield while Logan started the engines and backed out of the slip. He listened to the chatter and answered the many questions about the various dials and gauges on the dashboard. Soon they rounded the point and drove the short distance to Tranquility Bay.

Since all the older kids wanted to go help get the lifejackets, Ryan and Kayla left Eli on the yacht with Logan and Saige and took the Zodiac to the beach. They watched as the children ran across the sand and wait for the adults to catch up.

Logan sat across from Saige who had put Eli on the deck with some toys. “How are you?”

“Doing better. I think God had to take me down in order to bring me back to Him. I realized I had been closing Him out of my grief. Once I allowed Him back in I began to feel more hopeful. Ready to live again. Not just for Tyce and Amie, but for myself too.”

“I’m glad. I’m happy I could help you. I love being in the right place and the right time.” Logan grinned. “Makes me feel useful. Not so much a waste of skin.”

“Oh, you’re not a waste of skin. Even if it’s just to look at. But you weren’t fishing for a compliment were you?” Saige shook her finger at him.

Logan laughed. “Me? Never?”

Shouts came from shore and they looked up to see lifejackets were being worn and the Zodiac approaching. Soon the yacht was again filled with the laughter of the children and adults as they headed out of the bay.

Logan turned north wanting to show the children a specific rock formation. Soon he slowed the yacht and pointed. “See that big rock sticking up out of the water?”

“Yeah,” they all yelled.

“What does it look like?”

“A frog.”

“Now let’s go to the other side.” Logan moved the boat and asked again.

“An eagle.”

“A bird.”

“A hawk.”

“Birdie, birdie,” yelled Eli.

“That’s right. It’s called Hawksbill. I think it’s funny that one side looks like a hawk and the other looks like a frog.”

“See foug ‘gain. See foug ‘gain.” Eli jumped up and down on the seat he was standing on. Ryan put his arm out to keep his son from falling on the deck.

They rounded the formation again and Eli screamed, “Ribbit, ribbit.” He climbed off the chair and started hopping around calling out. The other children copied him.

“I’ll take these frogs down to the larger ‘pond’ so you can hear yourself think, Logan,” Kayla said as she grabbed up Eli. “Ryan you come with me to help keep the frogs in the pond. Saige you can stay here and keep our chauffeur company.”

Saige blushed. “Well, was that fairly obvious or what?” She climbed onto the stool next to him.

Logan grinned. “What, the let’s all leave Logan and Saige alone for a while?”

She laughed. “Yes. Oh, well. My sister loves me and wants me to start thinking of dating again. I think that may have triggered my action the other day. We’d talked about it the evening before. It made me miss Nolan all the more. Brought my loneliness and grief to the forefront again. Don’t tell her I said that. She’d be devastated and think she caused me to… you know.”

“I won’t. What do you think now?” Logan didn’t think he was obvious in his question, or at least hoped he wasn’t. Saige was a very lovely woman. He hadn’t done much dating since his divorce. His ex-wife’s betrayal had hurt him deeply and he was hesitant to begin another relationship. Saige and her family would only be here a couple more weeks. Testing the water with her might be a way to ease himself into beginning to look to a future relationship.

“I’m not sure.”

“What about trying out dating with me while you’re here. We’d both know it’s temporary. It’s safe and maybe you could get comfortable with the thought of dating again. Me too, for that matter.”

Saige cocked an eyebrow at him.

“I’ll tell you all about it if you’ll go out to dinner with me tomorrow. There’s this Greek place right by the marina. We can walk there and back.” Logan didn’t know why her agreeing meant so much to him but it did.

“Okay, sounds like fun. I haven’t gone out without the twins since Nolan died.” Saige dropped her mouth open. “I said that without the paralyzing grief. God is so good.”

“Sounds like you have made progress. God has a way of doing that, doesn’t he?”

“Yes.” Saige smiled at him then turned to look out the windshield as the yacht cut across the waves. “So, where are we going?”

“I figure we’ll find a beach somewhere and take the Zodiac in along with food. We can picnic and swim. The kids will love it don’t you think? Private beach and all.”

“They will. I think the adults will too. With 365 beaches on Antigua you should be able to find one don’t you think?”




Saige watched as Logan and Ryan hauled the Zodiac up the beach then began unloading the bags and coolers. They’d taken the women and children to the beach then gone back for the supplies. The kids were already digging in the sand. Kayla was searching for seashells.

“Mommy, can we go swimming?” Tyce ran up to her hugging her legs. “Please, please, please?”

Saige ruffled his hair. “In a minute. We need to get all the stuff unloaded. Come and help.”

Tyce raced ahead to the inflatable boat, grabbed a large beach tote bag filled with towels and pulled it behind him to where the others were digging a big hole. “Come on, you guys. We can’t swim until all the stuff gets up here.”

Brielle, Jordan and Amie jumped up and ran toward the boat. Eli, his swim diaper looking well loaded, toddled behind. Saige grabbed him up, gave him a kiss and a whiff. “Kayla,” she hollered. “Eli needs some attention. He’s yours so you get to deal with it.”

The day was spent playing in the sand and calm water of the cove they’d found. Saige was washed with guilt at the thought of missing the fun her children were having if she had been successful in her suicide attempt. She sat on a towel watching Ryan being buried in sand. Kayla was laughing along with the children as they piled sand on her husband. Eli was asleep next to Saige in a popup tent to shield him from the sun.

“You look pensive.” Logan’s voice shook her from her reflection. He sat down next to her on the towel.

“I was just thinking that I would have missed this day if you hadn’t saved me. Thank you.”

“You are most welcome. I wouldn’t want to have missed this either. I just hope Ryan doesn’t get much sand in his face as he’s buried.”

Saige laughed. “Hazard of the job. Being a father means taking a lot of risk. You never know what’s coming next.”

She noticed Logan’s expression change from delight to somber. “Are you okay?” she asked.

“Yeah, it’s just I had hoped I would have at least one child by this age. Wasn’t to be, I guess.”

Saige was silent but placed her hand on his. She figured if he wanted to share more he would without her asking.

“I was married for six years. I was ready to start a family after about three. Deirdre kept putting it off. Then I found out why. She was seeing another man and she didn’t want him to know she was married. If she got pregnant she’d have to let him know.”

“Oh my. I’m so sorry.”

“It gave me a Biblical reason for divorcing her. Also the reason I haven’t dated much since. I’m having trouble trusting another woman.”

“Well,” Saige chuckled. “You can borrow my twins while we are here. I bet Kayla and Ryan would loan you their children for a day or so also. Parenting is exhausting, whether there are one or two parents involved.”

“I’ll take you up on that, if you’ll let me. I’d love to spend the rest of your time here with you all. I have some work needing to be done, but I can tag along most of the time.”

“I think we’d all enjoy your company. Today has been so much fun, nothing we’d ever have a chance to do without having met you.”

Logan smiled and stood up. He held his hand out and pulled her to her feet. “The day’s not over yet. Ryan is buried and can’t stop me.” He leaned over and scooped her up and over his shoulder. Running into the water while Saige squealed in protest he dropped her in to the accompaniment of screams and laughter from the beach.

Saige stood up sputtering. With a gleam of mischief in her eyes she jumped onto Logan pulling him down into the waves. Then they were surrounded by boys and girls who’d abandoned the beach for play in the sea.


“You had fun today,” Kayla said as she toweled her hair dry. They were on the yacht heading back to Jolly Harbor. The children had had the salt and sand washed off, been fed and were now all sleeping in beds in another room. Ryan was piloting having been given the opportunity by Logan who was with him. Saige and Kayla had showered and were gathering up all they had brought with them.

“I did. Logan’s so generous to have taken us. It’s time to start looking forward to each day with those I love rather than look at what I’ve lost. I realized that today.”

Kayla pulled Saige into a hug. “I’m so glad. I’ve prayed every day for you to see that. I’ve wanted to shake you so many times. I knew you were just going through the motions. You were missing the joy of the twins even though you were right there with them.”

“I know. But that stopped today. I’m always going to miss Nolan, but I have a life to live and our children to raise. They deserve me totally there.”

Kayla kissed Saige’s forehead. “Wonderful.”

“Kayla, do you think… Should I… Would it be okay if I started, hum, dating a little?”

“Sweetie, yes I do. Nolan wouldn’t want you to be alone for the rest of your life.” She grinned. “Do you have someone in mind?”

“Logan asked me to dinner with him. We both have issues.” She made air quotes around the last word. “He had a disappointing marriage and has trust issues. We thought we would just try out dating here knowing it’s only temporary so that makes it safe.”

Kayla lifted an eyebrow. “You sure you want it temporary? He’s a great guy and a believer.”

Saige looked at her sister. “He is a great guy, but we’ll part ways in a week or so.”

“In this day and age you can keep in contact over the internet and by FaceTime very easily.”

“Oh, Kayla. Don’t scare me by making us a couple. I don’t think either of us are ready for that.”



“Mommy, you look really pretty. Like you used to before Daddy died.”

Amie’s words made Saige’s hand stop as she applied mascara. They brought a Bible verse to mind. A joyful heart makes a face cheerful, but a sad heart produces a broken spirit. Proverbs 15:13.

“Thank you, sweetie.” Saige considered a minute then knelt down and looked at her daughter. “I’ve been really sad since he died. I forgot that God is always with me and that he cries for me and you and Tyce as we miss Daddy. I remember now and it makes me happier.”

“God’s like that. He makes it easier.” Amie lifted her hand to touch Saige’s face. She felt as if the Holy Spirit was touching her, giving her the comfort and peace that no one else could give. Tears filled Saige’s eyes as she looked at the sweet face she loved so much. “Don’t cry, Mommy. You’ll mess your make up.”

Saige laughed, blinking away the tears. “Okay, you’re right. Don’t want to have to fix it all up again. It’ll make me late.”

A knock sounded on the suite door and Amie ran to answer it. Saige dotted her eyes with a tissue as she heard Amie open the door and greet Logan.

“Hi, Mommy is in the bathroom making sure she doesn’t mess up her make up. She’s looking real pretty so make sure you tell her.”

“Amie,” Saige said wanting to stifle that line of conversation as she stepped into the living room. “Hi.”


Now there was an awkward silence. Amie looked back and forth between the adults. “You gonna say anything else?”

It broke the tension. Saige and Logan laughed.

“Let’s get you over to Aunt Kayla and Uncle Ryan. I’m hungry and you, little girl, are keeping me from heading out to my supper.” Saige ruffled her daughter’s hair and the trio went through the door connecting the one and two bedroom condo units.

As always the evening was lovely as Saige and Logan walked to the marina. They stopped at the guest services desk for Tranquility Bay chatting for a moment with the attendant. As they left Logan took hold of Saige’s hand. It felt odd, holding the hand of an adult, one who was not her husband. Odd, but nice.

The fact that they would part in little over a week made it sweet rather than pressured. Saige relaxed, simply enjoying the warm air and the sounds of the night.

“Hear the peepers?” she asked. “They are tree frogs. I think it’s such a welcoming sound.”

Logan swung their hands a bit. “It is to me too. I’ve heard some tourists say they are too loud but I think of it as God’s music.”

“What a beautiful thought.” Saige smiled at him, then embarrassed, look down.

The walk was short, only about five minutes, and soon they were being seated at a table next to the railing overlooking the water of the marina. A saxophone player was in the corner entertaining with soft music.

“This is lovely. We haven’t been on this side of the harbor. Just to the grocery store. I doubt the kids would enjoy the ‘slow food’. They’re more at a fast food time of life.” Saige sipped her water.

Logan laughed. “I can understand that. A little too much energy to sit and wait very long.”

The waiter came then and took their orders.

“So, where do you live when you aren’t boat sitting?” Saige asked.

“I have an apartment in Cincinnati. I’m not there much. My work takes me all over. I do consulting, IT efficiency. My apartment’s more a place to keep my stuff. I come here a couple or three of times a year also, staying on the yacht for Andres and Corinne. It’s a pretty sweet gig. I can do work from here if I don’t need to be on site.”

“It’s a tough life you’ve got there, Logan.” Saige chuckled.

“Somebody’s got to make the sacrifice. We all have our crosses to bear and this island seems to be mine.”

They both laughed. Their food arrived and they were silent for a while as they ate. Then the conversation picked up and they compared their lives and experiences. Saige marveled at how easy Logan was to talk to. How their values and views on the world and especially God were so alike. Time slipped by and soon they shared dessert then rose to head back to the resort.

Logan took her hand again as they walked. It was just late enough that the children would all be in bed. Maybe he’d stay for a while and visit with Ryan and Kayla. Saige didn’t want the evening to end. It had been wonderful just being an adult. Not having to be a mom. And a single mom at that.

No, Saige thought. I’m not going down that road again. This is what my life is and even though I don’t have Nolan anymore I have Jesus. For now, he’s my husband. I’m not alone.

“You’re quiet.” Logan’s softly spoken words broke into her thought.

Saige sighed. “Having to take my thoughts captive to Christ. One of those bad ones came in. I’m pushing it away.” She lifted her free hand and made a shoving motion.

“That’s good. That movement. Such a great visual of forcing the thought out of your mind. I’ll have to remember that.” He squeezed her hand.

“It is isn’t it? I never thought of it before. I do visualize it in my head when I realize I need to take control of my thoughts.”

“Just so long as you don’t push me away. I’m really enjoying our time.”

“Me too.” Saige hoped he’d say something like he didn’t want it to end, or that he’d like to keep in contact. Or did she? It really didn’t matter since he didn’t say anything.



Logan wasn’t looking forward to the end of the week. Saturday was looming. When it came it would bring emptiness with it. The Garner and Ennis families would be leaving.

He’d spent at least part of every day with them as well as several evenings. He and Saige had gone out on two more dates and they’d gotten to know each other better. He knew they’d planned to simply use the time to ease themselves back into the idea of dating but, at least for him, it had turned into something more.

Logan really liked Saige. Maybe more than really liked. She was everything he’d thought he’d had in Deirdre, funny, sweet, caring. It didn’t hurt that she was pretty hot either. She was also a great mother. He’d only known her for about two weeks but she seemed to just fit him.

But, and it was a pretty big but, he’d kept her from committing suicide. How stable was she now? Saige seemed better. She seemed to be dealing more productively with her grief. She talked to him about her late husband. Told him about the man’s strengths and, surprisingly, she also talked about his weaknesses. That surprised Logan. He’d thought Saige would look back on the man she had loved so deeply and remember only how wonderful he was. Instead her reflections had shown a regular guy. Someone Logan might have been able to be friends with.

He took the stairs to the second floor suites and knocked on the door of the two-bedroom. He could hear the children inside playing. The door opened and Ryan let him in.

“You sure you want to do this? They’re pretty wild today.” They’d rented a van and were going into St. John’s for a few hours. Saige and Kayla wanted to do some shopping and get each of the children something as a souvenir. Then they planned on having fish and chips at the English double decker bus turned into a restaurant on the way back to the resort.

“You’re experienced. I’ll lean on you for help.” Logan grinned. He liked Ryan and Kayla, too. Both families were Christ centered and seemed to enjoy having him included in their activities. The children did too. Tyce and Amie gravitated to him for rougher type of play, probably missing it. Ryan did his best but he was spread pretty thin between his three and Saige’s two.

The twins even took instruction from him. Even gentle rebukes. One day Tyce had shoved his sister down in the sand when Saige’s attention was elsewhere. Logan had picked the crying Amie up and given Tyce a harsh look. Immediately the boy had come and apologized to his sister. Logan didn’t know if Tyce was truly sorry but at least he’d said he was.

Saige came into the suite from hers in a red floral sundress that hugged her upper curves then flared to end just below her knees. A large brimmed hat that would shade her eyes was held in her hand. Amie came in after her dressed in a matching outfit.

“Very pretty, ladies,” Logan said. “Is Tyce dressed the same.” He’d seen the boy coming down the hall in a yellow t-shirt and denim shorts from the corner of his eye.

There was a snort. “Naw. I don’t do dresses, but I conordirate. See. My shirt’s yellow and they have yellow flowers.”

Logan nodded wiping his fingers along his lips to keep from laughing at the mangled word.

Soon they had piled into the van, managing to find enough seats and seat belts for everyone. There was only one booster seat, for Eli, and the other children complained that they couldn’t see out well.

Logan drove since he knew how to drive on the ‘wrong side’ of the road. He took a detour onto a back road and found what he was hoping to. Pigmy goats wandering free. He stopped the van and they all piled out. He’d gotten some carrots at the grocery and the children were soon feeding and petting the friendly animals.

“Free petting zoo,” Logan said as he and Saige watched. Ryan was taking photos with his cell phone while Kayla kept Eli from squeezing a goat too hard.

“Not quite free,” Saige said. “You bought the carrots.”

“Small price for the fun and if we hadn’t found any goats we could eat the carrots.”



Saige lay in bed, the king size bed, alone later that night. She was not looking forward to going home. The vacation which had started out with her so hopeless had turned into something fun and full of hopes for the future. With their days dwindling her thoughts were becoming much harder to keep captive. Saige really liked Logan. The prospect of losing touch with him, of his leaving her life, threatened to take her back toward that dark depression she had only recently escaped.

Rather than succumb to the depths of despair Saige turned on the bedside light and opened the Bible on her iPad. She needed to fill her mind with something other than her depressing thoughts. She read and then prayed until she fell asleep. In the morning she felt better and decided she needed to talk about her feelings before they escalated out of control.

After everyone had eaten breakfast Saige asked Kayla if they could take a walk and have Ryan watch the children play on the beach. She noticed the couple exchange glances understanding their concern.

Once they had the kids digging a big hole in the sand with Ryan helping, Saige and Kayla walked away. They were silent for several minutes, then Saige said, “I’m struggling again. I promised I’d talk to you or Ryan so I’m letting you know. I’m not looking forward to leaving. It’s been so wonderful since Logan found me.”

“That’s a cleaned up way of saying it.” Kayla’s tone was flat.

“Yeah, it is. I don’t really want to remember that I tried to kill myself. It makes me ashamed.”

“I understand, but that’s not really healthy. Do you think?”

“Probably not.” Saige didn’t know what to say next. She really didn’t want to talk about her suicide attempt. “I’m going to find a new counselor. I don’t think I’m making any progress with the one I’m going to now. I plan to ask Pastor who he’d recommend.”

“Good idea.”

They walked along the beach silently for a while.

“Anything else you wanted to talk about?” Kayla asked.

“I hate the thought of leaving and especially of losing touch with Logan. I really like him. I know we agreed we would just have a vacation relationship but I don’t want to just end it.”


Saige was surprised at the question. She thought Kayla would either encourage her to keep in touch with Logan or just forget about him. She thought about it. Why indeed?

“Well, he’s sweet and caring, likes the twins, generous, funny, helpful, a bit clueless where kids are concerned.”

Kayla chuckled and nodded. “Yeah, thinking Eli wears shoes so he should be able to tie them. He’s two, he can barely get them on himself.”

Saige laughed. Then she stopped walking and looked out over the bay. “I got really down last night. I could see it happening so I got into the Word and prayed. It helped.”

“Hence our walk now.”

“Yes. So, what do you think I should do… Besides get a better counselor back home?”

“Why don’t you talk to Logan? Maybe he wants to keep in touch too but doesn’t think you want to. You’ll not know unless you talk about it.”

“I suppose. What if he doesn’t want to?”

“Then you’ll know it’s not in God’s plan. Pray that whichever way God wants the relationship to go it’s very clear to you both. Explore for a future or part ways.”

“Good idea. Let’s go back. We only have today and part of tomorrow. I think it’s time to play in the sand and water.”


Logan was with Ryan and the children when they arrived back where they had set up a beach umbrella and chaise lounges. Saige and Kayla were strutting their stuff as they approached. They flopped down on the chairs and began to laugh.

“What’s up?” Ryan asked as he sat on the end of the chaise Kayla occupied.

“We, old matrons that we are, just got hit on by a couple of young hunks,” Kayla said.

“We were just walking along minding our own business and these two guys join us and begin chatting. They asked how two beautiful women were walking without male escorts and that they’d be pleased to see us safely to our destination.”

“I lifted my left hand and flashed my rings at the guy next to me and said that I was sure my husband would appreciate their concern for our security.”

“They prettily begged our pardon and headed toward some sweet young things in bikinis lying on towels.”

Saige and Kayla broke up laughing.

“What do you suppose they would have said if we told them about the five children we have between us?” Saige asked.

“They probably would have run away instead of walked,” Ryan said.

“I don’t know about that.” Logan sat on the end of Saige’s chair. “I like those five children very much.”

That earned him broad smiles from both ladies.

Those five children were busy hauling buckets full of water up the beach trying to fill the hole they had dug. Just about as fast the water was draining down into the sand.

Kayla sniffed as Eli dashed past. “Uh oh. Diaper duty. Come on, kid. Back to the unit. Can you guys watch the rest while Ryan and I make this little one smell better?”

“Sure, go on.” Saige waved a hand.

Ryan, Kayla and Eli walked away after giving instructions to their other two children to mind Aunt Saige. Logan moved to the chaise Kayla had vacated. Saige kept an eye on the four, who were trying desperately to fill their hole with water, glancing at him off and on.

“We leave and head back to the frozen north land tomorrow. I’m not really looking forward to it,” she said.

“I’m not looking forward to you leaving either. I’m going to miss you all.”

Saige bit her lip. “I’m going to miss you especially. I’ve enjoyed our time together. Really enjoyed it.”

“Me too.”

They sat and watched the kids run back and forth to the waterline.

“I’d really like to keep in touch.” They both said at the same time then chuckled.

“I guess that’s God’s answer,” Saige said.


“Kayla and I were talking. I told her I hated the thought of losing touch with you. She said to tell you and to pray about it and ask God to let me know clearly whether to or not. I think God let me know pretty clearly that we could continue to communicate. What do you think?”

“Seemed pretty clear to me. I’m glad. I’ve been praying the same thing.”

Something released within Saige. A pressure she hadn’t even realized was there. She really did like Logan. He seemed so steady, responsible, funny, fun.

He jumped up from his chair and grabbed her hand pulling her to her feet. “Come on. It’s time to get those kids wet.” He took off running and grabbed the twins, one under each arm and carried them into the water.

Saige drew off her coverup and followed grabbing Brielle and Jordan by the wrist. “Last one in’s a rotten egg.”



Logan joined them for supper that evening. They all ate at a restaurant on the marina. He was hoping to be able to have some private time with Saige. Kayla had told him about Saige being down about them leaving. He had told her to be sure to contact him if she saw her sister descending into major depression.

Logan really was attracted to Saige. He was concerned about her. She was still grieving for her husband and that made him anxious about having a future with her. She was the first woman since Deirdre who he was at all interested in. He wanted to get to know her better, her children, too. He knew he needed to proceed with caution. She needed to heal before they could develop their relationship further.

Once there was as much food on the floor of the restaurant as had gotten into the children’s stomachs Ryan and Kayla took them to the grocery store to get each of them one of the homemade cookies they sold. Logan took Saige’s hand and headed off in the opposite direction.

“Hey, I need to go with them.”

“It’s okay. I asked Kayla if I could walk you back alone. We won’t have time to talk tomorrow.” Logan smiled a mischievous smile. “Don’t worry. We’ll stop at the store and get you a cookie before they close.”

Saige snorted and smacked him lightly on the arm. “I’ll hold you to that.”

They walked to the boardwalk and Logan led her to a bench. They sat looking at the yachts. A pelican floated by then took off running across the water.

“Saige, you know I’m really attracted to you. I want to keep getting to know you and the twins better. I want to be a part of your lives and see if we develop into something more than friends. To do that I need you to be open with me.

“How we met… well, it can’t be ignored. I know you’ve had a great loss. Much greater than mine with Deirdre. I’m hoping you will get some counseling when you get home. I’m hoping you’ll let me know if, when you get down. Know you can contact me anytime. I want you to. I care about you. I really want you to heal from your hurt. Even if our relationship doesn’t progress, I want that for you.” Logan turned and looked at Saige. She was looking at him. Tears were slipping down her face.

“Ah, sweetheart, don’t cry. I’m not trying to brush you off. I want to talk, video chat, with you often. It would be daily if I could manage it, but that won’t be possible. I’ll be in Dubai next month and then Florida and Ecuador. My schedule after that is pretty tentative right now. I’m not sure when I’ll have time off to come to Illinois.”

He watched as she brushed the tears from her cheeks, then took a deep breath, hoping he could make himself clear without making her doubt or place too much pressure on her. He slipped his arm around her shoulders and pulled her against his side.

“I think God has planned it this way. This year is an extremely busy one for me going forward. I had these few relaxed weeks and now I start running from place to place. I’ll rack up a lot of frequent flyer miles and cross a lot of time zones.

“This will give you time to heal. Focus on that. We’ll email and video chat as often as possible. I want to be sure to chat with Tyce and Amie a lot, too. They are important to me. Nearly as important as you. You are a package deal, you know. I just want you to be able to face the future. That future may include me. If not, I still want that for you. That you can raise Tyce and Amie to be God-fearing healthy functioning adults and have fun along the way.”

Saige had stopped crying. She laid her head on his shoulder. “I want that, too. I’d like to think it will be with you but you’re right. I need to work for a future of my own. Not one dependent on you being in it. I hope you are, but I understand that I can’t set myself looking only toward that.” She lifted her head. “Huh, that’s where I’ve been wrong. I placed my dependence on Nolan as the center of my life. I should have had Christ there. He’s the only one who won’t ever leave me or disappoint me or fail me. Nolan did all of those things. I know he didn’t leave me on purpose.

“My point is, I was depending on him for my security, love, purpose. When he died, though I had Christ as my Savior, I hadn’t set him as the center, the focus of my life for my security, my reason to be. I missed that I could be held secure by him.

“Because of that I felt so very alone. It’s an awful place, to be totally positive you’re all alone. That’s what I was feeling when I started swimming that morning. So alone I thought my children would be better off with someone, anyone but me.”

Saige laid her head on Logan’s shoulder again. “Thank you. Thank you for saving me.”

Logan leaned his head over so it nestled against hers. “You’re welcome.”

They sat there quietly as several couples and families walked by. Logan gave her shoulders a squeeze. “If we want any cookies we need to get to the grocery before they close. Their double chocolate chocolate chip cookies are calling my name.” He stood and drew Saige to her feet.

“No, I distinctly hear them calling my name.”


Logan drove them to the airport the next afternoon. During the morning Ryan and Logan had played on the beach with the children one last time. Saige and Kayla had spent the morning doing laundry and packing. Getting back to real life Kayla had called it.

Each of the children had been given one of Logan’s business cards. He’d thought to only give them to the twins but decided not to leave the others out. Eli had promptly put his card in his mouth which caused it to be taken away by his mother. He only cried for a short time since his father gave him half a banana as a replacement.

Logan parked in the lot rather than simply dropping them off. He helped get the luggage into the terminal and waited while they checked in. Then he hugged each child, Kayla and shook Ryan’s hand.

“You take care of them for me,” he told Ryan. “I’m going to keep in touch with you guys, too.”

“Don’t worry. We will. I look forward to hearing from you.”

Logan understood what Ryan was saying and knew he could count on Kayla and Ryan. His unease at letting Saige leave dissipated. She had good support and had promised to get the help she needed. She had also promised to contact him if she found herself sinking and needed or wanted to talk with him.

Logan knelt in front of Tyce. “You be good and mind your mother. She’s a special lady. You’re a special young man, too.” Tyce nodded and hugged Logan. “I’m going to FaceTime with you really soon so plan on telling me a whole lot of the stuff you do.”


He turned to Amie. “Same goes for you. Be good and mind your mother. I’m going to want to know all about your dolls and what your princesses have done while you’ve been gone.”

“Okay.” Amie grabbed him around the neck. “I’m gonna miss you.”

Logan swallowed the lump growing in his throat and held her tightly. “I’m gonna miss you, too.”

Amie stepped back and moved to stand next to Brielle.

“We’ll head on toward security and meet you there, Saige,” Kayla said starting to herd the brood that direction.

Logan took Saige’s hand and drew her out of the streaming crowd over to the wall. “Saige, this is much harder than I thought it would be. I’m going to be contacting much more often than I thought I might. I’m going to need to hear your voice even if I can’t see you. I’ll call you every day if I can. If not, I’ll be sure to email. Please say you’ll do the same.” He hugged her to him. The lump in his throat had dropped into his chest as a heavy weight pressing on his heart.

“I’ll wait for your calls. I think you’re schedule will make that easier.” Saige smiled at him. “But if you don’t call or at least email me I might just call avenging angels down upon you.”

Logan chuckled. “A very effective threat. I’ll keep that in the forefront of my mind.”

He looked at her for a long moment then lowered his head and kissed her long with as much passion as he dared. They were in the middle of an airport after all.

Logan pulled back and held her by the shoulders looking at her as if memorizing her face. “Go now. I’ll talk to you soon.”

Saige nodded, turned and walked away. She didn’t look back and Logan couldn’t decide whether he was disappointed or not. If she had he might not have been able to let her get on the plane.



“Mommy, the star is crooked,” Amie said. She was standing back looking at the Christmas tree they had just decorated. Saige stood on a ladder and reached out, straightening the tree topper to her five year old’s satisfaction. It was the Friday after Thanksgiving.

This year wasn’t as bad as last. That had been the first after Nolan had died. Each first had been terrible. The seconds were tough but not as rough.

Saige had been going to counseling since they’d gotten back from Antigua. She’d changed to a woman Christian counselor who had not only listened and gave advice but had spent time praying with her. Saige knew all of it helped, but she thought the revelation that she had placed Nolan as the center of her life instead of Christ was the first and biggest step in her healing.

Saige also didn’t hold anything back. She told her counselor anything and everything. All her hopes and fears, her shining successes and her miserable failures, when she leaned on and followed the Lord and when she went her own way refusing to obey.

Through it all she felt herself getting closer and closer to her Lord. And she reveled in it. In the peace she felt but couldn’t explain. Even with the loss of Nolan and the challenges of single parenting, Saige was happier than she had ever been.

Logan featured high in her list of positive things in her life. He emailed at least twice a day and called nearly every day. That presented a challenge when he was on the other side of the world.

Usually twice a week they would video chat. That was a highlight for the twins as well as for Saige. They would get more and more excited as the time for the computer to light up with his connection drew near. He spent time talking with each one about whatever they wanted to tell him. Saige marveled at how he could show interest in what was important to four, then five, year olds. Though he hadn’t been able to attend their birthday party he’d sent gifts and they’d FaceTimed the day before.

If the timing worked out, Logan would do a second video chat after the twins went to sleep in the evening. This gave Saige and him time for private conversation. As she’d promised, Saige kept Logan up to date on her emotional progress. She was just as open with him as she was with her counselor. Not necessarily with as much detail, but if she was struggling she would email him to let him know. Often he would send a reply with a prayer that would make her weep with its sincerity and power. After reading it her spirit would be at peace and she’d give thanks for having been given such a caring Godly man.

Though Logan hadn’t mentioned advancing their relationship, Saige hoped he wanted something more than the deep friendship they now had. She wouldn’t push for it. She’d learned to be content in her single state. That was a big step for her. Saige had loved being married and missed the intimacy of it. Both the emotional and physical.

“Mommy? Can we take a selfie with the tree and send it to Logan. I think he’d like one.” Tyce bounced on the balls of his feet. He was always in motion.

“Sure. Come on.” The three of them positioned themselves in front of the tree and Saige used her iPad to take as good a photo as she could holding the tablet as far away as possible. It was at an angle but the twins were happy with it so they sent it off with a note saying, ‘Wish you were here with us.’

Saige really did wish Logan was there. She hadn’t seen him in person since leaving him at the airport in Antigua. It seemed so long ago. She supposed it was a long time. Especially for Tyce and Amie. Although the constant communication via the internet was good, it wasn’t like seeing him in person and being able to give and receive hugs. Or kisses. The kiss he’d given her at the airport was burned in her memory.

Amie leaned against Saige as they sat on the floor looking at the twinkling lights on the tree. “Will Logan be here for Christmas? I miss him.”

“I miss him, too. I’m not sure about Christmas. We haven’t talked about it. I don’t want to push him to be with us.”

“Why not? Don’t you love him and want him here? I do.”

“Me, too,” said Tyce. He was standing on his head with his feet in a chair.

“I do too but… well, it’s a grown up thing. Logan and I are very good friends and are trying to see if we want to be more.”

“Like boyfriend and girlfriend?” Tyce asked.


“Would you kiss then?”

Saige cleared her throat. She wondered how Tyce would react to her answer. “Yes.”

“Yuck. Count me out on that.”

She chuckled.

“Would you get married?” Amie asked. She looked up at her mother with wide eyes.

“Well, if we decided we wanted to be together always, then yes.”

“Good. I hope that happens. Can I pray for that?” Amie worked her way onto Saige’s lap.

“You can pray that if God wants Logan and me to get married then we would know that he wants us to. We want to do what God wants.”

“Can I ask Logan to marry us?”

“No, sweetie. That’s something I don’t want you to talk about unless Logan brings it up. Marrying us is a really big responsibility for Logan and I don’t want him to be pressured about it. Us marrying him would be, too. But the main thing is that Logan and I haven’t talked about it at all so you guys don’t mention it at all.” She stressed the words ‘at all’ both times she said them.

“I’m hungry.” Tyce’s change of topic relieved Saige.

“Well, let’s get a snack.” The trio trooped into the kitchen to find something to eat.

While they were sitting at the table eating banana pudding Sophie’s iPad began to chime. She opened it and was delighted to see Logan was FaceTiming them. Quickly opening the app she smiled as Amie climbed into her lap and Tyce leaned against her side.

“Hi, guys. How was Thanksgiving?” Logan smiled and waved at them all. “Tyce, cool ninja t-shirt, Michelangelo right? Amie, is that dress Elsa’s or Anna’s? I can’t keep them straight.”

The children began to chatter away telling him all about going to spend the holiday at Aunt Kayla’s and what they had taken. Then they described setting up and decorating the tree.

Saige just drank in the sight of Logan’s smile. He was in a hotel room, which wasn’t unusual. His consulting business took him all over the world and he lived from his suitcase for months at a time.

“Where are you?” Amie asked. They’d set up a world map on the bulletin board in her bedroom and put pins in every place he’d gone.

“Well, little lady, I’m in the US right now. I’m hoping to get invited someplace for Christmas since I don’t have anywhere specific to be at that time.”

“You can come here. Mommy, tell Logan he can have Christmas with us.” Amie turned around and looked hopefully up into Saige’s face.

“Yeah, Mommy. Say he can be here,” Tyce chimed in.

Saige laughed. “Of course you’re invited to come for Christmas. We’d love for you to join us.”

“Well, I’ll just do that. I’m pretty flexible as to the dates so don’t be surprised if I show up early. Don’t worry, I’ll have a hotel room.” Logan’s eyes sparkled as he smiled at her.

“Hurray!” Tyce began running around the table.

“Hey, I need to go. I just got back into the country. I’ve got some stuff I have to do. Since time zones aren’t an issue now I’ll be sure to FaceTime you more often, and we can call a lot more.”

“That’ll be great,” Saige said. “I miss you more than you know.”

“Oh, honey. I know because it’s as much as I miss you.”

“Eeeew. They’re getting mushy,” Tyce began shouting as he jumped around.

“Quiet. Say bye to Logan.”

Amie blew the man kisses and Tyce mimicked a high five. “See ya,” he shouted. Saige covered her ears since the boy was right next to her.

“Call me later so you can tell me about your trip.”

“Okay.” Logan closed the connection.

“Where is he?” Amie asked. “I don’t remember.”

Saige opened her mouth to say then realized she didn’t know. “He didn’t say. Just that he was in the US. We’ll have to ask next time we talk.”

“Call him. I need to put a pin in the map for where he is.” Amie stuck her bottom lip out in a pout.

“Not now. He said he had things to do.”

“Do you suppose he’s buying us Christmas presents?” Tyce’s question had Amie’s expression turn to smiling.

“Come on. We’ve got to get the decoration bins put away. Then we can get out a game to play.”

They headed into the living room and cleaned up the boxes and bins that stored the decorations. Once that was done they got out the game Sorry and were playing when the doorbell rang.

Tyce jumped up followed by Amie and headed to answer the door. Saige climbed to her feet and trailed behind. She figured it would be a child selling something to raise money for some school project. Tyce pulled the door open and stood still in shock. Behind him Amie’s mouth dropped open.

“Logan!” she hollered and ran past her brother and jumped into their surprise visitor’s arms.

Saige stopped in her tracks, stunned. Then she smiled and raced forward. Tyce was now hugging Logan around the waist. Logan had Amie in a arm embrace with his other around Tyce. But his eyes were focused on Saige.

She wrapped her arms around all three leaning in to press her cheek against Logan’s. They nearly lost their balance so she pulled back. “Come in. How did you? Where did you? Come in so we can stop heating the outdoors.”

Once the door was shut and they were in the living room Logan shucked his coat and threw it over the back of the sofa. Then he grabbed Saige and embraced her and gave her a long ardent kiss. It’s effect on her was instant and it took her a moment to remember two impressionable five year olds were avidly watching them. She broke the kiss but hugged Logan close for a moment.

“I can’t believe you’re here. Where are you staying?”

Logan named the hotel. “I’ve got the room booked until after New Year’s. I decided I needed a break from travel. I can do most of my work for the month from there.” Logan released her and flopped down on the sofa and held his arms out wide. The twins jumped onto the sofa and snuggled in next to him. Logan drew them close. “I needed to be here with my favorite people for the holidays.”

“But you missed Thanksgiving.” Amie climbed up to sit on his lap.

“I know and I hated that. There was a complication in Thailand that made me late or I would have been here Wednesday. That’s why I decided to cancel all my travel for the next month. I didn’t want to miss Christmas with you guys.” He grabbed Tyce with an arm around his head and rubbed his knuckles over his scalp.

Saige’s heart thumped. Nolan had done that same thing. Tyce loved it. Had loved to wrestle with his dad. It wasn’t something she could do for her son. Ryan did when they were together, but the time was limited and Jordan and Eli were always involved.

The rest of the afternoon was spent with the twins showing Logan all around the house and yard. Amie helped her mother fix supper, at Saige’s urging, while Logan and Tyce played football outside. Or rather Tyce ran after Logan who would fall down when the boy caught him as he yelled, “I tackle you.” Saige had Tyce help her load the dishwasher so Amie could show Logan every one of her dolls, all their clothes, and her princess costumes.

Logan helped Tyce shower and Saige helped Amie. Once Amie was in her Elsa nightgown and Tyce in his Transformer pjs they, all four, climbed onto Tyce’s bed. It was his night to have the book they were reading read in his room. The twins voted to have Logan read the two chapters allotted each evening. Saige was impressed with his expressive reading and the children laughed at the voices he used, bringing the characters to life.

Then prayers were said and each child was tucked in and kissed goodnight.

Logan followed Saige back to the living room and they sat together on the sofa. He wrapped his arms around her and sighed.

“You can’t know how good it feels for me to finally be here. I’ve been planning this for about six weeks. Juggling my schedule. Taking red-eye flights so I could get to the next city and started on the next consult early. I’ve jammed about four weeks of work into two and a half. I’m exhausted. Happy and glad I did it, but exhausted.”

“This may be a stupid question but why?”

Logan pulled back and looked at her. “Don’t you want me here?”

Saige placed her hand on his cheek. “Of course I do. I was so surprised when Tyce opened the door and you were standing there. Wonderfully surprised. It took me a moment to realize it was you actually standing there.”

Logan smiled, turned his head and kissed her palm. “I’ve missed you so much. Even though we communicate everyday it’s just not enough. That’s why I needed to cram so much into such a short time. I needed to get as much accomplished so I could take most of December off. I have plans.” He leaned his forehead so it was touching hers.


“Yes. Saige, I’m wanting to see if we can take this…” He twirled his finger around as if encompassing them. “To something past friendship. I want to see if we have any kind of a future. To do that I need to be here. We need to spend real time together, not just FaceTime.”

Saige felt herself blush and her heart beat faster. “I’d like that, too.” She paused and took his hand in hers. “I’ve been working on everything you asked of me all this year.”

“I know. We’ve talked a lot about it.”

“I want you to know how much better I am. I can think of Nolan and only be sad that we had such a short time together. That he won’t be able to see Tyce play sports. Amie, too, but she’s not very interested in sports yet. He won’t be around to dance with her or walk her down the aisle when she gets married. That’s sad but not debilitating like it was before.”

“You’ve come a long way since I pulled you out of the Caribbean.”

Saige smiled as she reflected on the past year. “Yes, I have. I couldn’t have done it without God’s power and your encouragement. Don’t get me wrong, Kayla and Ryan have been a big part of this. But you, Logan, were willing to not only pull me out of the water you, a stranger, invested your time and interest in me when I was at my lowest.”

Logan stopped her from continuing to express her gratitude by kissing her. “Saige, let’s not look back. Let’s press forward toward the goal, as Paul says.”

Saige relaxed against him laying her head on his chest. “Sounds good to me. I don’t really want to go over it all again.”

They sat in silence for a while. Saige realized Logan’s breathing was getting heavy and regular. She sat up and shook him lightly. “Hey, you can’t go to sleep. I know you’re tired but you need to go back to your hotel.”

Logan yawned and stretched. “Yeah. Like I said, I’m exhausted.”

“You need me to call you a cab? Or are you safe to drive?”

“I can drive.”

They rose from the sofa and Logan put on his coat. “Don’t expect me to call you early in the morning. I’m sleeping in. Besides the exhaustion, I’m jet lagged.”

“I won’t let the twins bother you until you contact us. You get rested up. They’ll wear you out.”

Logan smiled. “They seemed excited to see me.”

“Oh, that was real. They are excited to see you. You should see them bounce around waiting for your FaceTime call. I’ve had to give them time out to calm them down. They really do like you.” Saige paused and looked at him. “Now, you get out of here and back to the hotel and sleep. We’ll talk tomorrow.”

She took him by the hand and led him to the door.

“Just one more and I’ll go.” Logan pulled her close.

“One more what?”

He demonstrated with one more kiss.




Logan spent much of his time the next week with Saige and the twins. Everything was going so well. She seemed to be emotionally healthy and receptive to some sort of future between them. He wasn’t satisfied with the ambiguity. He wanted a definite future and it included a wife and twins. On Friday he called and made an appointment with Ryan.

“Hey, buddy. Kayla told me you were in town. I was wondering when you’d make yourself known.” Ryan shook Logan’s hand and rapped him softly on the arm. “Been keeping company with Saige and the twins I hear.”

Logan grinned. “Yeah, they’re great. I love every second with them.”

Ryan closed the door to his office and waved in the direction of a chair. He went to sit behind his desk. “So, to what do I owe the pleasure of you seeking me out?”

“Well, I’m wanting to find out if you think Saige is interested in a more permanent relationship?”

Ryan sat back in his chair and steepled his fingers in front of his chest, elbows on the arms. “What kind of relationship and why do you ask?”

“I’m thinking of asking her to marry me. I’m deeply in love with her and the twins. I want her as my wife and them as my children.” Logan paused.

“And so what’s the problem?”

“I’m not sure she’s wanting it. I think so but she never eludes to us getting together in the future. She seems to want it but never says anything about it.”

Ryan nodded and smiled. “Oh, she wants it all right. She’s talked with Kayla about how much she wishes you were here and a more permanent part of her and the twin’s lives. Her words.” Ryan leaned forward and rested his elbows on his desk. “She’s afraid you won’t want her. Heck, you pulled her from the sea as she was trying to swim herself to death. Not the best beginning to a relationship.”

“We’ve talked about all that. Saige has done so much to get over those issues. I’m so proud of her. She has to know that.” Logan picked up a pencil and started tapping it on the desk top.

“She does. Saige is just unsure of herself. Here’s what I think. If you ask her, she will say yes. If you beat around the bush and sneak up on the issue, she’ll back off because she’ll think you are hesitating and don’t really want to commit to her.”

Logan thought about that. Ryan was right. That’s just what he had been doing because he didn’t want to pressure her. In doing so he hadn’t let her know how committed he was. How much he loved her. How much he loved her children and wanted to make them all his.

“You’re right. Now a few more questions? Who’s the landlord of this building? I saw an ‘Offices For Rent’ sign. Can you and Kayla keep the kids on Sunday afternoon? I want to spend some time just Saige and me.”

“Sure. I’ll clear it with Kayla but I don’t think there will be any problem.” Ryan was grinning ear to ear.

“Just don’t tell Kayla about this conversation. I want to ask Saige in my way on my timetable.”

“You got it, Bro.”


Logan took Saige out to lunch after church on Sunday. The twins had gone home with Kayla and Ryan. The plan was for Logan and Saige to bring pizza for supper with the Ennis’ that evening. This would give them all afternoon to be together without Saige having to be mom.

They went to Olive Garden even though they had to wait about an hour to be seated. Logan didn’t care. He just wanted to be with Saige. She didn’t seem to mind either.

“At least we both have garlic breath,” Saige said as she waited while for Logan to unlock the car door for her.

“Why?” Logan grinned. “So it won’t be awful to do this?” He gave her a quick kiss on the lips. He watched Saige turn a pretty shade of pink. He smiled as she quickly got into the passenger seat of the red Mustang he had rented.

As they left the parking lot Logan said, “I have something I want to show you.”


“Not telling. You’ll just have to see it.”

“Can I have guesses?”

“You can but I’m not telling.”

They played the game with Saige asking if it was ridiculous things like an aircraft carrier or an amoeba. They laughed their way across town.

“This is Ryan’s office building,” Saige said as they entered the parking lot of the strip mall.

“Yes, come on.” Logan parked and shut off the engine. He held her hand as they walked to the storefront next to Ryan’s. Logan unlocked the door and allowed Saige to enter first.

“So, what do you think?” he asked.


“My office?”

“You’re office?”

“Yes. You’re standing in my new official office. I’ve rented this space as my new headquarters. Scofield Consulting now has an actual, permanent office. I’m even considering hiring a secretary.”

“Here, in town?”

“You seem surprised.”

“I am. You’ve never had an office have you?”

“No, there’s a first time for everything.”

“Why now? Why here?”

Logan could see Saige’s hand shake as she tucked her hair behind her left ear. “I’d think that would be obvious. There’s this beautiful, young mother with a set of twins who are a big part of my life and I want to be near them. With them. That’s hard to do when you are somewhere on the other side of the world.”

Saige looked at Logan. Just looked at him and he wondered if he was still being too vague. Then she smiled.

“I like that idea. We like being with you very much too. More than very much actually. I’m glad you’re going to be around.”

“Don’t get me wrong. I’m still going to have to travel. That’s just essential to my work, but I’ll be based out of here and will adjust my travel schedule so I’m not going straight from one job to the next without coming home first.”

Saige smiled then turned and walked around surveying the space. “You’re going to need to decorate this space. Need some help?”

Logan grinned. “You bet.”


Logan picked up the twins several days later. He borrowed Saige’s SUV since it had the booster seats. They wouldn’t fit in the back seat of the Mustang very well. He was taking them to buy Christmas gifts for their mother. They were very excited and each had several ideas about what to get her.

Tyce thought a video game system would be just the thing for his mother. They could play together, so he said. Amie thought a pony was just what her mommy would like more than anything else in the whole, entire, wide world. Maybe even the whole universe.

Logan took them to the mall and they looked all over the place for just the right gifts. Amie, disappointed she couldn’t get her mother a pony, settled on unicorn slippers. Tyce debated over a number of things but when he saw the muti-purpose utility knife he was sold. It had a tool for everything she might ever need one for.

Amie wanted to wrap her gift herself but Logan thought that might just past his level of adult-child interaction so they had them wrapped at the mall. Then he treated them to ice cream. As they sat at a small table in the food court Logan thought about how to bring up the next item he wanted them to purchase.

“Hey guys. I want to talk with you about something really important. Just like your gifts you can’t tell your mom about it. Just until I give her my gift, that is. Don’t ever think you can’t tell your mom everything.”

He had their attention. That was good. He needed to keep their focus. Five year olds weren’t known for their attention spans.

“You guys know I love you.” They grinned and nodded. “I love your mom, too.”

“I kind of figured that out when you were kissing.” Tyce sounded a bit disgusted about the kissing.

“Is that alright with you guys? That I love your mom?”

“I love you, too, Logan.” Amie patted the hand he had lying on the table.

Logan smiled. “I’m glad. I’d really like to marry your mom.”

“That’d make you our step-dad, huh?” Tyce asked.

“Yes, would that be okay?”

Amie jumped off her chair and came to hug him. “It’d be the best. Since we can’t have Daddy, I choose you as the best step-dad to have.”

Tyce looked squarely at Logan. “So long as you’re good to Mommy. That’s most important.”

“You’re a good son, Tyce, caring for your mother like that. It’s what a man does.”

Tyce grinned. “Hey, if you’re gonna be my step-dad can I have a PlayStation for Christmas?”

Logan reached over and tousled Tyce’s hair. “That’s for your mother to decide. We aren’t married yet. I have to ask her and she has to say yes.” He gathered up the paper dishes, plastic spoons and crumpled napkins and tossed them in the waste bin. “First, I need you guys’ help in picking out a ring.”



Over the course of the next several days the twins bounced with excitement. They were as evasive as five year olds could be. They’d giggle and run off laughing. When Logan came over they could barely contain themselves. They’d pounce on him and whisper in his ear. When he answered their excitement would drain away. This evening was no exception.

“Hey.” Logan put Amie, who’d jumped into his arms when he’d entered, down and gave Saige a kiss on the cheek. She was busy stirring up corn bread batter to go with the chili simmering on the stove.

“Hey, back. How was your day?”

“Not as productive as I’d hoped. There’s a complication and I’m going to have to fly to London. I leave day after tomorrow and hope to get back by the fifteenth. No later than the twentieth. I told them in no uncertain terms that was when I was leaving no matter what.”

“Bummer. I’ll miss you. So will the twins, although with their excitement level when you’re around it might be nice to have a bit of a break. Restful.”

“Hey, that’s not nice. True but not nice.” Logan dipped his finger in the batter then stuck it in his mouth. “Yummy.”

Saige swatted his arm. “Stop that.” She poured the batter into a pan and put it in the oven. She set the timer and called to Tyce and Amie. “Time for you to set the table. Dishes are right there.” She pointed to the stacks on the counter. “Come on. Let’s go and leave them to their chore.”

The evening progressed as was becoming normal for them. Logan would help Tyce get ready for bed with lots of wrestling and grunting. Amie and Saige would have mommy-daughter time, then they’d settle on one or the other of the children’s beds and read the chapters of whatever book was in progress. Then the twins would be tucked in with each of the adults kissing both goodnight.

Saige was both pleased and concerned about the twin’s growing attachment to Logan. He hadn’t said anything more about their relationship and she was beginning to wonder if he was afraid to commit to her because of the twins. It was a huge step to take on being a parent as well as becoming a husband.

Saige had come from Tyce’s room and was sitting on the sofa waiting on Logan to emerge from Amie’s room. He was taking longer than usual and she was just about to go see what was keeping him when he came down the stairs. He flopped down on the sofa next to her.

“Well, Amie was Miss Chatty this evening. Seems she wants to make sure she had told me everything before I went to London.”

Saige laughed. “You have become an extremely popular person in this household.”

“I’m glad. You all are extremely popular with me.” Logan turned sideways on the sofa so he was facing her. “Saige, have you planned a winter vacation this year?”

“No, last year was a bit of an anomaly.”

“What if we planned to go back to Antigua? You, the twins, me, your sister and family. Maybe even your folks and mine.”

“That’s a pretty large group. You haven’t even met my folks or me yours.”

“It’d be a grand time for all of us to meet each other.”

“It’s pretty late to be trying to make reservations.”

“I can cover all that. I’m the reservation guru. With all the traveling I do I know my way around.”

“Oh.” Saige didn’t really know what to say.

“Here’s the deal. I’d like to plan this entire thing and make it really special. Make it a real event.”

Now Saige was getting an inkling of what might be going on. Her heart began to beat a little harder. “What kind of event?”

“That depends on you.” Logan reached into his pocket and pulled out a small blue velvet box.

Now Saige’s hands started shaking.

“Saige, I love you. I’ve prayed all year that you’d overcome your grief and heal from your loss. God has helped you do that. I have seen it happening. I’m so proud of you.” Logan’s face reflected his words. He placed his hand on her cheek. “I love you and I love Amie and Tyce. I want to help you raise them to be Godly adults. I want to have the opportunity to have children with you. Will you marry me?”

Saige had tears running down her cheeks by the time he finished speaking. “I want to. You understand I need to talk with Amie and Tyce.”

Logan broke into a smile. “I already did.” He opened the ring box. “They helped me pick this out.” He took the ring and her left hand. “May I put this on your finger?”

Saige’s throat was filled with a large lump so she just nodded. He did and then kissed her.

When they parted Logan cracked a lopsided grin. “Tyce tried to get me to agree to him getting a PlayStation since I want to be his step-dad.”

Saige burst out laughing. “He’s been wanting one for a long time.”

“Is he getting one for Christmas?”

“I don’t know. What does his step-dad to be say?”



Today was the day. Just before sunset they would assemble on the beach with their families around them. The resort staff were setting up a palm branch arch that would frame the setting sun. Saige and Logan had decided to forgo a formal wedding. They’d each done the big white wedding before. This time they decided on relaxed and casual. Tyce’s idea had been Teen-age Mutant Ninja Turtles and Amie’s was Frozen. Saige and Logan had chosen pink and blue floral sundresses for she and Amie and plain blue golf shirts with khaki shorts for him and Tyce. The twins had been excited to be the bridesmaid and best man for the ceremony although Ryan and Kayla would sign whatever documentation was required.

Even Logan, travel expert that he was, hadn’t been able to get the reservations for the entire group of families as early as he had wanted. Instead, it was now late March. The delay had tested his patience as being with Saige without being able to satisfy their physical desires became more and more challenging. Logan had gone on a couple of business trips he could have handled without the travel just to keep his desires in check.

In keeping with the casual theme Saige and Logan walked to the palm arch hand in hand, the rest of the guests just gathering around. Amie had insisted she got to throw flower petals so she walked in front of everyone. They used a smartphone attached to speakers for the music.

As soon as everyone was in place the minister began the ceremony. A number of resort guests also gathered around to watch. It didn’t take very long and shortly Saige Garner became Saige Scofield and the new Mr and Mrs Logan Scofield were announced. At that moment the sun dipped below the waterline and the rare and beautiful green flash lit up the horizon. It seemed as if God himself had given them a green light on their love.


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Rescued By Love

Logan Scofield came to Antigua to recover from the betrayal and divorce of his wife. He just wanted to rest and heal. But all that changed when he pulls Saige Garner from the waves during her attempted suicide. His heart goes out to the young widow and mother of twins. She gave in to a moment of weakness in her grief. He understands how easy that could be. He wants to help her heal but what will helping her cost him? Can he get over his fear of betrayal and see the family he always wanted right in front of him? Can Saige let the pain of losing her first love go and find love again with Logan? Or will their time on Antigua be but a pleasant memory touched with a bittersweet 'What if?' Or is God doing something for them that they can't yet hope is real?

  • Author: Sophie Dawson
  • Published: 2017-06-17 17:20:14
  • Words: 16731
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