Amelie’s POV

“Well, that’s my cue to leave,” Morgan giggled. “Hey, why don’t I pick up Eliza and take her out for supper?”

“That would be wonderful! Eliza is going to be thrilled,” I replied. “Let me tell Trudy.”

I quickly texted Trudy that Morgan was going to take Eliza for supper.

Morgan helped me pack up everything so we could put it back in my closet.

“If you have a few hours this week, I would love for you to come over and read the rest of the letters with me,” I stated.

“Absolutely!” Morgan said, smiling. “I want to be there for you and help you get to...