Carrie smiled but said nothing, carefully navigating the rocky slope.
“I have to admit, Carebear, you’ve changed. A few months ago, you would have complained that Luke didn’t use something more traditionally romantic like candles.”
“Candles might start a forest fire.”
“That’s true. I just can’t believe how beautiful this is. I wonder how long it took him to do.” They reached the crest of the hill. “Where is Luke anyway?”
“It took me about two hours.” Carrie smiled. “This evening’s for us.”