Disclaimer: I do not own the characters within this story. All rights and much respect go to Crown Media, Hallmark, Brian Bird, Michael Landon, Jr., the actors, creators, and writers of the show "When Calls the Heart."

Chapter 19- Does Prince Charming Exist?

Jack and Elizabeth walked along the shore for several blocks until they came to a bench on 18th Street where they took a seat. Jack picked Onyx up and held her in his lap. With the amount of walking they had just done, she was exhausted, and immediately fell asleep.

Elizabeth rubbed Onyx's back, mesmerized by the moon's glow on the bauble which now found its home on her left hand ring finger. She shivered slightly…

"Are you cold?" Jack asked as he wrapped his arm around her shoulders and pulled her close.

"A little, but this is better," she replied as she snuggled into his chest. She looked up and smiled, her lips begging for a kiss.

He quickly responded, brushing her lips lightly, "I love you so much. I just can't imagine…" his voice faded as he looked out on the water.

"What is it?" She asked as she stuck her hands inside his jacket pockets to warm them.

"You know life is crazy…" he remarked as he pulled his jacket closed, and stuck is hands inside his pockets trapping her hands inside.

"How so?" she asked.

"I was living in Charlottesville, and you, well you've been here and with your folks in Boston. Certainly not near me. If I hadn't taken a transfer to the VBPD, we may never have met," he explained.

He held on to her hands as she pulled them from his pockets. "Do you believe in meant to be's?" She asked.

"Meant to be's?" He repeated.

"Yes, you know…it was meant to be; they were meant to be; the planets are all aligned, and all that stuff?" She laughed at the look of confusion on his face.

"I don't know about the planets, but I do believe that we were meant to be," he admitted. "I do believe that I would have found you at some point in my life." He leaned down; his lips covered hers as his tongue gently slipped through her lips. It was a kiss so deep and slow that it was as if they had melted together.

Onyx awoke from her nap, and jumped down from Jack's lap. She took off playing down by the water as the waves crashed and rushed her. Jack ran after her, worried that she would disappear into the darkness. As he closed the distance between them, Onyx would take off running again, dragging her leash behind her.

"Come here, Onyx, Elizabeth called out, to which the puppy immediately returned, sitting patiently as Jack dragged himself through the sand back to their bench.

They stood as Elizabeth reached down to grab Onyx's leash. "In memory of Emma Harris," was the small plate that was nailed on the back of the bench where they were sitting. "Oh, that's sweet that someone cared enough about Emma Harris to donate a bench in her name. I wonder who she was," Elizabeth remarked as she ran her hand across the name plate.

Jack looked down at the plate on the bench, "That was Jamie's grandmother. She died of Leukemia a few years ago, I think. From what I understand, she and Jamie were very close."

"That's so sad, but to be honest with you, Jack, this is our night, and I don't want to share it with Jamie," Elizabeth stuck out her arm as he wrapped his hand around hers.

"It's late. Are you ready to head home?" He asked.

"Shouldn't we clean up the candles before we go?" She looked down the beach toward the Clarion Hotel, but her eyes were met with darkness.

"No, Ashley took care of it for us," he replied.

"She knew about everything?" Elizabeth smiled as she glanced down at her hand, still surprised at finding the engagement ring on her finger.

"I needed some help to keep you in your room so I could get everything set up and light the candles," he commented.

Jack and Elizabeth started back down the beach toward the Clarion Hotel. Elizabeth was snuggled under his arm, but he noticed that she was quiet.

"A penny for your thoughts," he remarked.

She stopped walking and they turned to face each other. "Jack, I don't want to dampen this beautiful night and your proposal was better than I could have ever dreamed, but…" her voice drifted away as she looked down.

Jack's finger under her chin brought her eyes back to meet his, "What's wrong?"

"Absolutely nothing about this," she said as she held out her hand.

He took her hand in his and brought it up to his lips. "If this isn't what has you bothered, what is it?" He asked.

"When I met Jamie, I had the impression that she thought maybe you two could start up where you left off. I know we haven't talked about her much, but… did you two come to a mutual agreement to stop your relationship, or did you end it?"

"What happened to not wanting to share this evening with her? You aren't still worried about her, are you?" He asked as his hand on her cheek felt strong and reassuring, and his thumb gently stroking her skin sent a feeling of warmth through her otherwise chilly body. He took a deep breath, "We'll talk more about whatever you want, but tonight…tonight don't worry and let's just enjoy this beautiful moment."

"No, not worried in the sense that you think. I'd just like to know everything about you, and she is part of that. There is a lot there that I don't know," she explained as she took her free hand and placed it over his on her cheek.

He closed the short distance between them. She smelled the mint on his breath combined with his woodsy cologne, and she knew that this combination was burned into her brain forever. He leaned in; her heart was pounding as if it were Fourth of July, and New Years Eve wrapped into one explosive holiday. Their lips touched, gently at first, and then more passionate, tongues searching, seeking to know not just more but everything about the other and wishing there was nothing there to stop them.

The soft moans passing through his lips showed his satisfaction, like the completion of a favorite meal, and he found himself wanting nothing more than to devour her. "The Justice of the Peace is located just around the corner," he said breathlessly, leaning back to gauge her reaction.

"I'd marry you right now, but I think we need a license…" she began.

"I have a friend in that department," he quickly remarked as he pulled out his phone to make a call.

"Jack, wait…I can't do that. My parents don't even know about this. It will hurt…" she was cut off in the middle of her thought.

"They already know," he whispered, the sly smile showed that he was proud of himself for keeping this secret.

"They already know? When, Where, How?" She asked and her questions just kept coming.

Jack swept a few strands of windblown hair away from her now misty eyes. "You don't think that I would have made this step without your parent's blessing, do you?" He asked.

"But when…?"

"Your father had a business meeting in town last week," he started to explain.

"I know. I tried to get together with him for dinner, but he was busy," she replied as she observed the smile on his face. "He was busy with you? But I thought you were working."

"I was, but I met them during my dinner break. We had a very nice dinner, and they gave me their blessing," Jack gently ran his hands up and down her arm; his soft touch electrifying her skin.

"Them?" She asked.

Jack kissed her, quickly quieting her questions. "I called and asked for a meeting with your parents. Your father said that he would be in town, and when we met your mother was with him. They couldn't have been nicer." He took a cleansing breath thinking back about how nervous he was before their meeting. "We have their blessing; you said 'Yes,' now I just want you as my wife."

"I don't need a big wedding, Jack, but I would like a few friends there, and my parents…and your family," she advised,

He exhaled hard through his nose, "I've waited this long for you. I can wait another week or so," he laughed softly.

She smiled before leaning in and pressing her lips to his. "Wait…a week?"

"I'm just kidding, but my not pushing for more is definitely becoming more difficult. I can tell you that cold showers in the winter time are certainly mood killers," he laughed as he pulled her into his body and held her tightly. "Elizabeth, I want to experience every inch of you," he whispered.

"It's already spring. How about June? It's still a little bit away, but not too long," she asked. "After school lets out and we can take a nice long honeymoon."

The smile returned to his face, "Honeymoon…I can go for that."

"Save your time off. If we have a wedding in June, I'll have 2 months off. So whatever time we take, I'd love you to have the days off in order to go with me," she joked.

"I'll have plenty of time off, don't worry about that," he stated as he held out his hand and she laced her fingers through his.

They continued on their walk back toward the Clarion Hotel as Onyx pulled on the leash leading them toward the groups of people further up the beach. It was dark; the only glimmer out of the darkness came from the moon as its soft light danced on the water below.

"Jack, why tonight?" She asked

"I had other plans for tomorrow, but there's a chance of rain. Did you not like this?" He asked, as the wind off the ocean began to blow.

She stopped; she pulled gently on the leash as Onyx quickly returned to her. "Jack, as a young girl, I always dreamed of this moment. I don't know what I expected it to be, but I can tell you this…you blew me away. What you did; what you said; the emotion I felt through your words, it was absolutely perfect," she released his arm as she reached up, along his shoulders, behind his head, wrapping the strands of hair at his neckline through her fingers. She looked up as the light of the moon reflected the highlights in her hair and the flecks of gold in her eyes. She gently bit her bottom lip, inviting him closer.

His pulse quickened, "Elizabeth, you know what that does to me. I can't…" Unable to hold back any longer, his hands tightened around her waist as he pulled her closer. Her lips were soft, as he nibbled gently on the lip that he found so sexually intoxicating. Wanting her had never been in question, but finding a way to keep his distance had. There was never a time since they have been together that he wouldn't have sold his soul to the devil to make love to her. That is, if he knew that he would not have felt guilty for taking that special part of her afterward. The wave of desire was so strong, so powerful, so intense that on this occasion if she had asked him to spend the night, he would have forgotten about everything else and jumped at the chance.

Her hand slipped behind his neck and brought him closer. Their lips met; the kiss was deep and passionate as their tongues danced. Their lips separated slightly, only to reunite again, and again and still again. Voices off in the distance caught Onyx's attention as she again started pulling on the leash.

"OK, we're coming girl, slow down," Elizabeth called out as she held Jack's hand and they trotted down the beach. They stepped back up onto the boardwalk and continued to the Clarion Hotel. With all of the excitement, Elizabeth had forgotten that she still had the suite for one more night.

They walked through the lobby, nonchalantly, hoping not to draw any attention to the puppy held in Jack's arms.

"Ma'am…Sir, I'm sorry but dogs aren't allowed in the hotel," the front desk clerk remarked.

Elizabeth approached the desk, "Leslie, may I talk with you for a second?"

"It won't do any good. We have rules here in the hotel," Leslie replied.

"I do understand. However, this evening this handsome man proposed to me," Elizabeth stated as she looked back at Jack, and held out her hand to show off her engagement ring.

"Congratulations but what about the puppy?" Leslie asked.

"Onyx is a gift from my fiancé. Please, can she stay tonight?" Elizabeth pleaded.

Leslie looked around and winked, "I'm going into the back office for a minute. Don't you sneak that puppy in behind my back."

Elizabeth smiled and winked back, "Thank you."

"Congratulations…"

Jack stuck Onyx inside his jacket as they headed for the suite. They slipped inside unnoticed as Elizabeth released Onyx from the leash and they quickly took a seat on the sofa while she played.

Jack took off his jacket, and realized that he brought no extra clothes. This concept really didn't concern him since he was considering the possibilities of finally spending the night alone with Elizabeth. All he needed to go over the edge was her invitation. She had asked before, he knew she would ask again.

He put his arm around her shoulders and drew her near, kissing the top of her head as she snuggled in to the warmth and security that was him.

"Jack, I know we've had this discussion before and you've turned me down each time," she began.

Here it comes… His body ached for hers; he had been the strong one for too long, finding himself sleeping alone and unsatisfied.

Elizabeth continued, "Jack, I want to thank you for never taking advantage of me. You understood how important my remaining a virgin until marriage was to me, and I want to thank you. It will make our wedding night that much more special."

"Wait…what? Oh right, that's me, the strong one. I guess I should get going," he suggested. He felt like a kid in a candy store, wanting nothing more than to try out each and every thing she had to offer, but he knew that sampling was not going to be allowed, at least not yet.

"Jack, please stay. Onyx and I don't want to stay by ourselves. It is a suite after all," she replied.

Suddenly a noise was heard in the other room and Onyx scampered toward the door. As Jack approached the door to investigate, Ashley stepped out into the living area, surprising everyone.

"I thought you had left," Elizabeth remarked.

"I was going, but my husband won't get home until tomorrow, so I decided to stay. Is that okay?" Ashley asked.

"Of course. It's partly your room anyway," Elizabeth responded.

Jack grabbed his jacket from the sofa; Elizabeth walked him to the door, and they said their goodbyes. "Please, I want nothing more than to not have to go home at the end of our dates," he whispered. "Think about it…a really short engagement?"

Elizabeth stepped out into the hallway, "Jack this has been the most memorable night of my life. You have truly made me the happiest woman on Earth and I'll seriously think about it."

He was truly happy as well. Without a doubt she was the woman of his dreams. Unfortunately, now instead of being with the woman of his dreams, he would have to go home and dream about the woman.

Sunday morning arrived and Elizabeth gathered her belongings, checked out of the hotel and headed home. She acted nonchalant as she brought her things into the apartment. She found Rosie sitting on the sofa drinking her coffee and reading the newspaper.

"Welcome home. How was the workshop?" Rosie asked. "

Elizabeth sat down her bag and took a seat across from Rosie. "The workshop was good, but the after party was a dream come true."

"After party? I didn't know there was an after party," she remarked as she lowered the paper to look at Elizabeth. Oh my, who is this?" She asked as she reached her hand down to pet the newest resident.

"It was a private after party," Elizabeth laughed softly as she held her left hand up in front of her face.

"OMG, is that what I think it is?"Rosie squealed as she jumped up and ran to sit next to Elizabeth. She took Elizabeth's left hand and stared carefully at the ring on her finger. "He finally did it…"

Elizabeth smiled as a rush of air escaped through her nose, "It was the most beautiful thing in the world, Rosie. I can't imagine anything ever wiping this smile off of my face."

"Well, when are you getting married?" Rosie asked.

"Well, we talked about June, but Jack would like it sooner. I think not sleeping together is finally getting to him," Elizabeth said shyly.

"Don't fool yourself. He's had trouble with that part of your relationship for a long time, but he's loved you for so long that he was willing to wait," Rosie advised her. "You are a very lucky girl, Elizabeth. I'm sure that there are a lot of girls out there that wish they could trade places with you."

"I know I'm lucky, but he's lucky too," she said with a smirk.

"Yes he is," Rosie agreed. "So who is this sweet thing," her attention returned to Onyx.

"She is a gift from Jack. Her name is Onyx. You don't have a problem with her living here do you?" Elizabeth asked.

Rosie scooped her up into her lap, "Who could have a problem with this precious thing?

"Thanks, because she isn't going anywhere," Elizabeth smiled. She grabbed her bag from the floor and Onyx from Rosie's lap, "I'm going to change and head to the barn for a little while. I'm surprised that the weather is nicer than predicted. I haven't seen Bugsy in a few days and I miss him," Elizabeth hugged Rosie before heading down the hall.

"You and that horse…" Rosie commented.

She walked into her room and laid her bag on her bed. She put Onyx on the floor as she watched her exploring her new surroundings. Elizabeth took a seat and inhaled deeply before pulling her journal from her bedside table. So much had happened in such a short period of time; so many emotions to process and she knew that her writing would help put everything into perspective. She opened her journal and read an entry from two years ago…

"Why do people assume that you can't be complete without someone to share your life? Can't we be happy with our decision to be alone? Is it not better to be by myself that to be with someone I don't love? Relationships come; relationships go, and sadness does accompany some but not all. I want someone to share my life, not run my life. We always hear that there is a perfect someone for everyone. Perhaps that is true; I'd like to believe it is, but I refuse to live my life waiting for someone to come along and make me whole. I refuse to mold myself to fit into the life of someone else. I need to fit with someone who wants me just as I am; with my quirks, my peculiarities, my stubbornness, and my dreams and desires. I have little faith that I will succeed in this quest. Truly, a perfect match…how absurd!"

Elizabeth laughed; "I should have had faith," she thought.

She flipped to the next blank page and began to convey her feelings onto the paper…

"Feelings, thoughts, dreams and desires, move us forward, occasionally changing our course, forcing us to wonder why we made certain choices. We rush through life heading for what we believe is our destiny, only to be saddened by the disappointing inevitable outcome. We lose hope as we realize that we are constantly kissing frogs, when all we want is that one illusive Prince Charming. Does he exist? I used to wonder myself. I quickly realized that I could not spend my life searching for someone I wasn't certain even existed. We can't depend on someone else to bring us happiness as that has to come from within. Being comfortable in our own skin; knowing what we want in life, and choosing to take life's adventures as they are handed to us, allows us the opportunity to grow, expanding our horizons. God places us where he wants us to be. He knows better than anyone who and what are right for us. Do I believe Prince Charming exists? I do now, and nothing and no one will ever prove to me otherwise."

Elizabeth returned her journal to the safety of the drawer in her bedside table. She changed into her jeans and a t shirt, grabbed Onyx and headed for the barn.

Breckenridge Manor was known for its animal friendly atmosphere. It was one of the reasons why Elizabeth chose to board Bugsy there. Although she did not have a dog at the time, she loved that the boarders were allowed to bring their 4 legged companions, and there was a safe secure enclosure provided to contain them while you rode.

Elizabeth pulled into the barn and she was surprised to see that for a Sunday, it was quite busy. Once Onyx made herself known, boarders and visitors alike made their way over to say "Hello." Several of the younger kids asked permission to pay with Onyx while Elizabeth went out into the field to retrieve Bugsy. "OK, but she's just a baby, so watch her closely."

"We will," they yelled in unison, as they ran off with Onyx close behind.

Elizabeth grabbed her lead line and made her way out to the field. Fifteen minutes later she returned and found Onyx sleeping soundly in the lap of one of the children. It was so sweet and she couldn't resist taking a picture and sending it to Jack…

"Happy Sunday. Onyx has made friends…"

"Will you b at the barn long…?"

"No. Gonna ride then back home. B here maybe 2 hours…"

"Love u. Thx 4 saying YES…"

"Thx 4 asking…"

"Dinner with me 2nite…?"

"Of course…"

"Love u Rebecca…"

"Love u back Jake…"

Elizabeth finished riding and was in the aisle way brushing Bugsy when a small boy hesitantly approached. "Hi there. What's your name?" She asked the child that she had never seen before.

"Michael," he replied.

"Well hello there Michael," she responded. "Are you taking lessons?"

"No ma'am. I'm here with my aunt. That's her over there on the silver horse," Michael replied as Elizabeth caught a glimpse of her cantering around on Sterling, the grey horse.

"Well Michael, it's not fair for your aunt to ride and you not. Would you like a pony ride?" She asked.

"Oh yes, please…please," he squealed with delight.

"Let me make sure your aunt is okay with me walking you around. If she says its okay then you can ride the big boy here, or I'll get something closer to your size," She stated as she took his hand and they walked over to the railing.

"Hi, my name is Elizabeth," she introduced herself to Michael's aunt.

"Hi, I'm Emily. Has my little man been bothering you?" She asked. "If so; I'm sorry. I wasn't supposed to have to babysit, but at the last minute I was the only one left who could take him for the afternoon. Gina was supposed to be watching him."

"Certainly no bother. I don't know Gina, but she doesn't appear to be anywhere around. He's precious. I was wondering if I could take him on a pony ride." She asked.

"You don't have to. I'll be done here in a few minutes," Emily responded.

"I don't mind but I wanted to clear it with you first," Elizabeth assured her that it was not a problem.

Emily gave her permission, and Elizabeth and Michael headed back to Bugsy.

"Ok, who do you want to ride?" Elizabeth asked.

"The big horse; I want to be tall like my daddy," Michael jumped up and down; his excitement was evident.

Elizabeth picked Michael up and placed him on Bugsy's back. She gave him the reins as she held on to the noseband of the bridle and walked him around the barnyard. They finished their ride as Emily was putting her tack away.

"Are you ready to go Buddy?" She asked.

"No, I want to stay with Miss Elizabeth," Michael replied.

"Well, we have to go. Sorry, but maybe the next time you visit, you will get another pony ride," Emily explained.

"Any time I'm here, I'll be glad to give you a ride. You need to be a good boy now, and do as your aunt says, okay?"

"Okay," he agreed. He held out his arms and Elizabeth caught him as he slid down.

She gently placed his feet on the ground and then released him. She was surprised when he wrapped his arms around her, hugging her tightly before running off with his aunt Emily.

He turned back around and yelled, "Good bye Miss Elizabeth."

Elizabeth smiled and waved goodbye as she led Bugsy back to his stall and his awaiting rack full of hay.

Elizabeth gathered Onyx and headed for the Jeep. As she buckled her seatbelt, her phone buzzed and she checked her text…

"On ur way home yet…?"

"Just leaving now…"

"Can you meet me at Lake Smith…?"

"Sure. B there n about 10 minutes…"

"Need me to bring anything…"

"Just U…that's all I need…"

Elizabeth pulled up and found Lake Smith surprisingly empty. She parked her Jeep, grabbed Onyx and headed for the water. As she walked over the slight hill, she saw him, facing the water, standing with his back to her, deep in thought. She sat Onyx down and they both continued toward him. "Are you okay?" She called out. Her voice caused him to immediately turn around. The smile on his face told her that everything was wonderful.

He headed toward her, picking up his pace and lengthening his stride as they rushed to each other. He wrapped her in his arms as they spun in several laughter filled circles.

"I've missed you today," Jack stated as his lips covered hers before she could verbally respond. He pressed his lips behind her ear, and trailed them down her neck. "I love you more with every breath I take," he whispered.

"That tickles but I like it," she said softly as she felt the vibration of his words on her skin as if his lips were touching her.

His lips covered hers, quieting her again. He led her to the picnic lunch he had set out under the big oak tree.

"Oh my, Jack Thornton. You really are a romantic," she remarked as they sat on the blanket, held hands and looked out at the calm water.

"Not with anyone but you," he said as he leaned over and kissed the top of her head.

Looking back at him, Elizabeth was taken by something on the tree. There carved in the bark of the tree trunk was a heart encasing "JT + ET." She laughed softly. "You know, no one has ever carved my initials in a tree before. I had no idea how special that would feel."

"Somehow, Miss Thatcher I bet your initials are on quite a few trees, but this is really the only one that matters," his lips captured hers as his hand behind her head helped him gently lay her back.

Pressed against her, she felt his full weight holding her down. His lips were soft, gentle at first, becoming more passionate and demanding with each kiss. His hand moving over her clothing was exciting; his hand slipping under her t shirt was electrifying.

He wanted more. She wanted more. Onyx wanted more of them both as she pounced on top of Jack, playfully pulling at his shirt. "Maybe this wasn't such a good idea."

"Jack, it's natural to want to feel closer; to want more," she admitted.

"I meant the puppy," he kissed her once more before rolling over and taking Onyx with him.

She sat up and wrapped her arm through his. He opened a bottle of wine and poured each one a glass.

"Jack, how many kids do you want?" She asked.

"A lot," he responded. "I have always loved shows like the ones where they have like twenty kids."

Elizabeth choked on her wine, "Twenty? Can you clarify what you mean by a lot?"

"Maybe 4 or 5?" He responded cautiously.

"That is definitely more doable than twenty," she laughed. Do you have any names you like for kids?"

"I'm not so sure that I want a son named after me," he stated.

"Really? I thought all men wanted a namesake. Are you sure you don't have any?" She asked realizing immediately how un-funny it was.

He looked at her in shock. She looked back equally shocked that she would have even asked.

"Of course I have no children. I can't believe you would have even asked," he stated as he stood and turned his back toward her.

"Jack, I'm sorry. The words came out and before I knew it I couldn't reel them back in," she apologized. She walked up behind him and wrapped her arms around his waist, sticking her hands in his jacket pockets.

He removed her hands from his pockets and turned to face her. Her eyes were cast downward, embarrassed that she even brought up the subject, realizing how upset it had made him. He put his finger under her chin and lifted her face to meet his, "I'm sorry. You have every right to ask. You know about Jamie and me, so it is logical that you may wonder. Just so you know we used protection."

Jack took her hand and they started walking along the shoreline. They watched as Onyx chased the ducks, only to run passed them moments later with a Canadian goose on her tail.

Jack shooed it away, "Those things can be really mean. Hopefully she'll learn not to mess with them."

Two weeks passed and Elizabeth made arrangements to fly to Boston to visit her family. There were wedding arrangements to be made, and her mother and sisters were excited about the planned dress shopping excursion. It was Wednesday, and she planned to leave after school on Friday. She wanted Jack to accompany her, but the dates did not coincide with his time off, so they planned to spend as much time together as possible before she left.

School let out and Elizabeth headed for her apartment to gather Onyx, and change clothes before making her way to the barn.

"Hey Tootie-Bug; are you ready to go to the barn?" Elizabeth called out as she released Onyx from her crate. They piled up into the Jeep, with Onyx secured in the crate in the back seat. Once at the barn, Onyx's two and four legged friends greeted her. Elizabeth placed her in the play area so she could safely tend to Bugsy.

"Hi Miss Elizabeth," she heard a voice call out to her.

"Michael, how are you?" She asked as he ran to her for a hug. "You look like you've grown since I last saw you. How old are you now…21?"

"No silly, I'm this many," he held up four fingers.

"Where's your aunt? Is she riding?" Elizabeth asked as she looked toward the ring and the riders that had congregated in the center.

"OK, little guy, you need to stop running so fast. I'm old and can't keep up with you," a woman approached, giving him a stern warning.

Elizabeth smiled, "The little ones do have a lot of energy, don't they?"

Michael grabbed the woman's hand, "Nana, this is Miss Elizabeth."

"So you are the woman he has spoken nonstop about since his last visit," she remarked. "I'm Margaret Harris… better known as Nana."

Elizabeth extended her arm and shook Margaret's hand, "It is very nice to meet you. Michael is the sweetest young man."

Margaret laughed, "He got you too?"

"What do you mean?" Elizabeth asked.

"He is crazy about those Ninja Turtle things, and thinks he's Michelangelo. But since he can't say Michelangelo, he simply calls himself Michael," she explained.

"Oh, I'm so sorry. I've been calling him Michael," Elizabeth smiled and shook her head at the humor of the situation. "So, Michael…what is your name?"

"Jack, his name is Jack," Margaret replied.

To be continued…