One evening, Juniper drew a picture: three stick figures under a giant spruce tree. “That’s Uncle Silas,” she said, pointing. “That’s Lark. And that’s me. We’re a family.”
“You didn’t have to come out,” she said.
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Something shifted that night. Not love — not yet. But the first crack in two frozen hearts.
Over the next weeks, Silas taught Juniper to make bread — her small fists buried in dough, flour dusting her hair like snow. He taught Lark to taste wine, to close her eyes and describe what she smelled: cedar, rain, sea salt. He never asked for her story, but he offered pieces of his own. The restaurant he’d lost. The brother — Juniper’s father — who’d died in a fishing accident. The guilt that ate at him like rust. One evening, Juniper drew a picture: three stick
The first week was quiet. Lark cooked bland meals, read Juniper bedtime stories, and tried not to notice how Silas watched her — like she was a recipe he couldn’t quite perfect. He worked sixteen-hour days at the diner, leaving Lark alone in the creaking farmhouse on Juniper Hill.
Lark pulled her cardigan tighter. “I don’t quit.” And that’s me
The fictional small town of Cedar Cove, Maine — quiet, coastal, and full of secrets.