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“No problem. Oliver comes in later this afternoon and I’ll have him shoot right on over to the cottages.”

“We appreciate that, Trixie,” Morgan said as she dug out her wallet.

“C’mon, Nia,” Sawyer said. “Let’s wait outside before we knock something over in here.”

He escorted his daughter out and Morgan pulled out her credit card. She completed the sale, but when Trixie handed her the receipt, the woman rested her hand atop Morgan’s.

“That was a mighty fine good deed, honey,” she said. “I know you wanted that Pegasus for you. You’re little discussion with Beefcake about who should pay tells me you’re not a family, right?”

“Right. Nia is his daughter and we’ve only begun our . . . relationship.”

Trixie gave a short nod. “So you gave up the Pegasus to make the little one happy.”

“It’s no big deal.” Morgan shrugged.

“Maybe not.” Trixie slid her hand off Morgan’s and rounded the counter to stand in front of Morgan. “It shows what’s in here though.” She tapped Morgan’s chest. “I hope Beefcake realizes how special you are.” She hooked her arm around Morgan’s elbow and walked her toward the door.

Outside Sawyer sat on an iron bench with Nia on his lap. She held his phone out and Morgan realized they were taking selfies together.

“They’re pretty special too,” she said.

“Well, then.” Trixie patted her arm then released her. “Maybe you haven’t lost the Pegasus at all.” She pushed open the door. “Enjoy your time in Maplehaven, dear. You should definitely head to Brenton Park where they have horse-drawn sleigh rides. The little one seems to like horses.”

Morgan said goodbye and joined Sawyer and Nia. She was glad she’d gone into Trixie’s Attic. Maybe she’d squeeze in another visit before leaving Maplehaven. She had been interested in other items, but the Pegasus had distracted her.

“What’s next?” Nia asked.

Morgan looked at Nia. “How would you like to see some live horses?”

“Can we? Where? Right now?” Nia popped off Sawyer’s lap.

“Trixie told me they have sleigh rides at Brenton Park,” Morgan said.

Sawyer stood. “We passed the sign for that park when we drove here. Let’s go.”

“Can I pet the horses?” Nia asked as she led them to the SUV.

“We can ask,” Morgan said.

They piled into the SUV with Sawyer behind the wheel this time. He turned around to face Nia in the back seat. “Don’t you have something to say to Morgan about the Pegasus she bought for you?”

“Oh, yeah!” Nia kicked her feet up and down in her car seat. “Thank you, Morgan.”

“You’re welcome.” Morgan reached back to grab one of Nia’s feet and squeeze it. “I hope he makes you happy every time you look at him.”

When Morgan shifted back to face forward in her seat, Sawyer rested his casted arm on the arm rest between them. He wiggled his exposed fingers. “I see two things in this car that make me happy every time I look at them.”

Morgan slid her hand over his cast and hooked her fingers around his. “What a nice thing to say . . . Beefcake.”

Nia burst out laughing in the back seat and Morgan couldn’t help laughing along with the child. She may have given up the Pegasus, but she had a feeling the memories she was currently making with Nia and Sawyer might be as important as the ones she’d made that day on the carousel with her family.