“Lucy,” she murmured. Lately, her sister had been acting, well…off.

Ames continued to work the controls. “Don’t give up on her yet. As long as Flint remains in Pinetop, there’s hope he’ll convince her to change her mind.”

She blinked at him. “I thought he was leaving tonight, as well.”

“He is.” He shook his head, chuckling. “But if there’s one thing I’ve learned about my youngest brother, it’s to never underestimate him. Flint Carson is full of surprises.”

“This isn’t something that can be solved by one of his pranks,” Laura sighed. Nobody wishes he could more than me.

“Oh, come on!” Ames reached for her hand. “It’s almost Christmas, the season of miracles. All you have to do is believe.”

“You’re right.” She placed her hand in his. “And I do.” At least she was trying to.

“In that case, I have a prediction to make. You’ll be reunited with your sister by Christmas.”

Laura wished she shared his faith. Though she knew he was only trying to distract her, she smiled as he drew her fingers to his lips and kissed them one by one.

And then it hit her. Her new husband wasn’t one to be underestimated, either. He probably had enough faith for both of them.

She felt herself falling in love with him all over again as they started rolling down the runway toward Christmas and home.