“Do you need help?” Lux asks eagerly.
“No, but you guys will come out to see us off, right?” I ask.
“Of course!”
Less than an hour later, I stand in front of an empty suitcase in Sebastian’s bedroom. “What…” I look up. “Is this?”
Sebastian packs his clothes.
“Our luggage.”
“No.”
I hold up a thick hardcover book. “Historic Cemeteries of Edinburgh.”
“Mm-hmm.”
Another. “The Forgotten Dead of Scotland.”
“That’s right.”
Another. “Greyfriars Kirkyard Walking Guide.”
He smiles proudly. “I highlighted sections.”
“You highlighted them?”
“I color-coded them, too.”
I’m completely taken aback. Sebastian researched graveyards? I thought he only knew about Greyfriars.
“You researched graveyards.”
A full-belly laugh bubbles up, forcing me to fall to the side of the bed. I’m in disbelief. Sebastian went from going with the flow when it came to planning to color-coding guides? “You color-coded a cemetery.”
“I laminated the itinerary,” he adds with confidence.
My laughter becomes impossible to stop.
He looks offended. “What?”
“You’re serious.”
“I wanted to be prepared.”
I wipe tears from my eyes. “You beautiful psychopath.”
“I prefer thoughtful.”
“You laminated it.”
“It rains in Scotland. Like it does here,” he says. “That seems like common sense?”
I giggle to myself, thinking how I got so lucky to find someone like him.
“Well, I’m dating a mortician.”
“So?”