A/N – Well, I liked this when I wrote it because I love craftspeople and their work, as such I love crafts fairs. It was never meant to be this long but I wanted to give some time to them as a couple and start building John and Ty's relationship.

Chapter 51

Ty opened his eyes and reached over to the cold side of the bed, hoping to find Amy who was obviously not there he listened for a second and then looked over to the fireplace. No dogs, no shower running. Glancing over he saw that it was just after 6.

After throwing on a shirt he walked out and headed down. He could hear her low singing, smell the coffee and something being baked. He stood there at the entrance to the kitchen watching her pouring juice into a pitcher. He moved across the kitchen and careful to put his hand on the pitcher reached over to nuzzle her neck.

Amy leaned into it and sighed. "Miss me this morning lover ?"

"Come back to bed." He whispered his hand moving across her belly.

"The girls are jumping today my love, they'll be down and need breakfast. Georgie will be here in a few minutes and I'm sort of high maintenance so a few minutes wouldn't do."

"That's true you are high maintenance, I guess I'll risk showering alone then." He said nuzzling her again. This time, the pitcher safely on the table Amy turned and put her arms around him. "I wish we had the time to make love Ty."

"That outfit of yours is going to drive me nuts all day how am I supposed to keep my hands off of you ?"

Amy was wearing what Ty had to believe was the tightest pair of jeans he had ever seen. Her blouse was also skin tight with three quarter sleeves. Every curve of her body was accentuated.

"I don't ever expect you too Ty." She whispered "I love your touch."

Their kiss was interrupted by a timer and Amy broke off to open the oven and remove two baking trays as Betty walked in.

"Biscuits for the trip" Amy said "Lemon Blueberry and Cranberry Orange."

"They smell great" Betty said "Girls down yet ?"

"Nope, Ty go shower and get dressed please." Amy said shaking the tray to make sure the biscuits were free to cool.

"I'm off, back soon."

Charlotte met Ty at the hallway and hugged, "Morning Dr. Borden."

"Good morning Charlie, good luck today."

It was followed by the same from Madelyn who gave Ty what he thought was an extra squeeze. "Ok Mad ?"

"All good Doc, just embracing the hug so to speak, with your luck I'll probably get used to it and need hugs all the time."

Ty smiled and turned up the stairs. When he returned he too was wearing tight well worn faded jeans and a well fitted T shirt. He was also wearing chaps as were Trish and John who were now sitting at the table with Betty, Amy, Georgie, Wyatt, Katie and the girls. Eggs were being consumed by the younger crew, the rest had coffee.

Amy looked up and smiled "you do package up well Borden."

"Coming and going" Trish agreed when Ty walked by.

"Seriously Trish ?" Ty said leaning over to kiss her hello.

"This is going to be a thing at school isn't it ?" Maddie asked Charlie.

"That is definitely going to be a thing." Charlotte said looking up and then smiled "coming and going."

"It was when I went to high school" Georgie said "and college actually."

"Definitely a thing when I went to high school." Amy added.

"Ok enough" Ty said sitting down and grabbing some coffee.

"I get it all the time Ty, handsome guys like us, on the cusp of biker and Armani model, not a dime a dozen you know." John agreed.

Trish and Amy laughed "Oh John, you just know us women so well." Amy said getting up. "Those biscuits should be cool enough to pack for the road Trish, they're vegan. I'm going to get my hair combed and get ready. How are we riding John ?"

"Seneca Falls, Geneva then south on the lake."

"Nice route, love that side of Seneca Lake." Charlotte said.

"Figure 3 hours with a couple stops, we'll be at the fair by 11 or so, Moosewood for dinner ?"

"Great, we should make a reservation."

"We'll call from the road, you're paying right ?" John asked with a grin.

"You like being kept don't ya John ?"

"Trish being kept by beautiful women like you and Amy is the dream of every Marine Vet."

"Every vet vet too" Ty added laughing along with the rest at his quip. He leaned over to kiss Amy who smiled and leaned in to return it.

"Vehicles pulling up, let's get a move on girls" Georgie said getting up followed by Wyatt and the girls.

"Who's doing what ?" Amy asked.

"Meg and Sally are driving us in the crew cab and looks like Bryce, Katie and Georgie with the horses." Mad said looking out "Let's get the horses Charlie."

"Bryce really ?"

"Roberta called, she's having some of the office girls over and she doesn't want him hovering." Betty explained, "he loves watching the kids jump and it's technically not work."

"I'm not going to argue, so it's about two hours to Hamilton and it's at Colgate right ?" Amy asked.

"Yup" Meg Caldwell said coming in with Brin who immediately walked over to Mad. Maddie leaned over and kissed Brin lightly then moved in for something just a little more substantial.

Brin smiled when they pulled away then looked at her and everyone looking on "what ?"

"Nothing Brin" Ty said, "Ames, hair ?"

"Right, back in a few." Amy said kissing the three teens present and Meg.

"We still on for Sunday night ladies night ?" Meg asked Trish.

"We are Meg, can Sally make it ?"

"She says yes Bobby will stay home with Cars, maybe Jackson, Erma will come with Kimmie and April but how long that lasts who knows and I'll have Brin."

"Vi wasn't sure, Sarah is yes, Bridget, Katie and Barb are yes." Trish added.

"So in the cottage ?" Meg asked.

"Amy wanted to suggest Georgie's new place to make her feel better."

"Oh that's a nice space, I'll ask her at the meet Trish."

"Great, Sally's pulling in with Bobby, you'd better go."

"Good luck today Meg !" John said.

Meg smiled at him and headed out.

"So what do you plan for your evenings in Alberta Ty, living that bachelor life again ?" Trish asked with a smile.

"Trying not to go insane Trish, I've been dodging texts from everyone, I just don't want to hear it."

"Hear what ?" John asked.

"Leaving, Amy, kids, money, marriage, money, kids, Amy, leaving, can I have a loan or donation ?"

"Loan I can see" Amy said coming in putting her jacket and light gloves on the table. She was also wearing black chaps "donation ?"

"Well, you tell me Ames, I'm on the board of the Hudson Nature Rescue, I work there, volunteer whatever, I've travelled with Bob, he's taken care of me and actually kept me alive, he won't ask but in my position ?"

"Ty, if he's legit, write him a check for something specific, if he does well with it, write him another."

"We have plans for a surgery, $38000 or $40000 with a/c or something."

"Fine with me, give him half now and when he's ready the second half."

"Vets without Borders ?"

"I can see the Nature Rescue Ty, you think Vets without Borders will approach you ?"

"Jason will definitely come in if he knows I'll be there, not to ask for money, he's a friend too but I'd feel weird."

"Will you survive feeling weird this time ?"

"Of course, like I said he won't come for money, are we going ?"

"Not yet, is someone going to give you a hard time about us Ty ?"

"I'll get ribbed, for sure."

"Do I need to send John ?"

Ty laughed "no, but it might be fun to have him along."

John laughed "Yeah, NY bikers and cowboys, sounds like a fun time. Let's mount up, get some wind in our faces."

They rode out each on their own bikes, Amy on the Chief, Ty on the Norton and Trish and John on their Harley's, vests and all. Both Trish and John hauled a pull along to help with the booty. The trip was uneventful, they travelled north on Route 89 leisurely along the west side of Cayuga Lake. They passed multiple vineyards and a few breweries along the way. Their first stop was one of Maddie's most important places in Central New York, Women's Rights National Historic Park. It was down the road from the Elizabeth Cady Stanton Home and across from the park in her name.

They stretched and grabbed a cup of coffee and a couple biscuits. Ty leaned against the Norton and Amy snuggled up to his side. She ran her hands around under his jacket and looked up. The kiss was tender and deepened.

"Why Women's Rights in Seneca Falls ?" Ty asked.

Amy smiled, "because in July, 1848, the first Women's Rights Convention was held here in Seneca Falls. Central, NY was one of the places the women's reform movement developed and blossomed, women's suffrage and the fight for equal rights in the US. Maddie loves it here."

Ty glanced over and saw the marker "On Route 20."

"I told you Ty, the history of Central NY and for the most part the US can be tracked along Route 20, all the way to the Pacific."

They rode slowly west on Route 20 through to Geneva, NY a short drive but Amy insisted on stopping at is Red Jacket Orchards, a third-generation family-owned fruit farm famous throughout the area for its cold-pressed fruit juices and ciders and their variety of summer fruits for sale. They all tasted several juices and found them all bright, refreshing and palate cleansing.

"Do you ship ?" Amy asked one of the clerks in the tasting room.

"Depends, how far please ?"

"Ithaca ?"

"For a delivery stop you'd need 20 cases of 8, that's a large order."

"Ok, ship me 20 cases of 8, half apple and half pear, you can mix varietals. Can I pay now ?"

"Uhm sure," the clerk said "let me get one of the sales pads and get your information."

"I have a funny feeling they don't get a lot of sure, I'll take 20 cases" Trish said laughing.

"This is a nice little town" Ty said reading from a brochure he found on the counter.

"They have something called Geneva Night Out, on the first Friday of the month, downtown merchants open their doors to artists, musicians and community groups for a celebration of art and culture."

"That sounds nice" Amy said.

"Oh it is" the clerk said "Here's the mark-out, check or credit card will work."

"It says here that Geneva is the Lake Trout capital of the world and they have something called the National Lake Trout Derby."

"Jackson's a fly fishing purist Ty, don't know that he'd compete any other way." Amy postured "but who knows for you ?"

"Let's see what's in our lake first." Ty said "we off ?"

"We are" Amy answered taking back her card and thanking the clerk.

They rode Route 14 South along the western shore of Seneca Lake, it was a beautiful ride on a beautiful day. Amy and Ty rode side by side behind Trish and John. At one point Amy caught Ty pulling back, she was sure to look at her ass, she dropped back suddenly and looked at him adjust his sight. His expression was priceless, her smile as bright as sunshine.

They pulled in to the large parking lot adjacent to the tent set-ups and easily found parking on the grass set aside for motorcycles and stored their helmets.

They walked up to the gate as couples arm in arm and John paid the admissions. Amy and Trish grabbed guides and then sat down immediately at one of the nearby path benches to make a plan.

"This is a thing ?" Ty asked standing off to the side with John.

"Oh yeah, you should see them when Meg Koenig's along. They take notes and go back, just smile and nod Ty, a lot of it's pretty cool, lot of real fine craftspeople."

When Amy and Trish were ready, map in hand they started to stroll. Their first stops because it wasn't worth the argument were the glass art booths.

They stopped at several along the way and after cursory checks moved on. The same for some other booths the women dropped to the side to see.

As they started the second aisle Amy's stopped and then cut diagonally past two booths to pull up at a large double tent full of glass ware displayed openly and with care, not bunched, Ty saw that it was mostly vases, tall figural pieces and bowls. Amy reached for her small backpack and pulled out two small flashlights which she pocketed somehow, Ty watched the two devices sink into Amy's back pocket.

"You've got it bad Ty." John said patting his shoulder.

"You have no idea, I feel like a fucking teenager."

It was pretty apparent that Amy was interested in two pieces. One tall, Ty couldn't imagine it was a vase so he assumed it was an art piece. He watched as Amy moved around, her eyes fixated, her head moving, following a line in the curve of the glass. She pulled one of the flashlights from her pocket and held it at an angle down, then asked Trish to hold both while Amy shifted position and moved around the piece.

Ty noticed a mid 40's gentleman off to the side watching. He glanced over at Ty and smiled. Amy walked over to Ty who had her pack and pulled out her iPad. She looked up for a second and put her hand on his cheek and reached up to kiss him gently, smile and turn away.

"She's got it bad too" John laughed.

"You have no idea John." Ty answered watching her. She had her iPad out now and was holding it up and showing Trish. The man, obviously the artist, his sleeves which were rolled up showed enough small healed scars to pretty much guarantee it, walked over to Amy.

"You like it ?" He asked looking over her shoulder.

"Oh I do, very much, is this your work ?"

"It is, Randy Nellis, glass blower at your service." He said reaching out his hand.

"Amy Fleming, it's good to meet you Randy" Amy said shaking his hand. "You worked at the glassworks ?"

"My father and grandfather, I learned from them, just opened my own studio in Skaneateles. Retired art teacher turned artist. What prompted you to ask about the glassworks ?"

"Oh, the crystal is clearly Steuben technique and folded well, the cut of the lines, this is more free flowing but you don't need that perfect Steuben mold, I love the color flourishes, we're buying a home, it's mostly furnished but not my kind of art."

"May I see ?" He asked nodding at the iPad.

"Of course, I was thinking on a platform here to take the light from the outside and then spot it down at night or perhaps lit from the outside. The umbers and greens would look beautiful I think."

"That's a lot of sun, here, let's carry it outside and look."

"Oh, I wouldn't want to trouble you with that."

"Nonsense, that pedestal right there is just to do this." He said donning white gloves and gently lifting the piece and carrying it to the platform.

Again Amy moved around trying to catch the sun streaming through the tall piece. She then stood back and watched the play of lights on the table, tent and grass.

"We're on bike, could you bring it back to the studio with you, perhaps either pack it or deliver it ?"

"Deliver it where Amy ?"

"Oh sorry Ithaca."

"That wouldn't be a problem since this will be my first sale from the studio."

Ty reached for the iPad and looked at the picture. "Amy, we don't own this house yet."

"Yet ?" John asked "Yet means a few months Ty."

"Besides, if by some weird circumstance we don't get it, no reason not to buy this." Amy explained. "Can we switch that bowl or will they fit side by side, the first Nellis grouping."

"That's a nice match." The artist said picking up the bowl after shifting the tall piece slightly.

"That's really nice Amy." Trish said standing beside her. A small crowd had gathered watching Amy and the artist.

Amy stepped over to Ty and whispered "care to voice an opinion ?"

"They're beautiful besides you seem to love them and I love seeing you look at them, how much does something like that run ?"

"The bowl is $1800. This tall piece isn't priced, I'm assuming it's a major piece of his for a showing."

Amy walked over to where the artist was speaking with someone from the next booth.

"So explain after September 12th ?" Amy asked looking up at Randy.

"Gallery opening."

"And how much after September 12th ?

"8,000."

"9,000 with the bowl ?"

"9300 with the bowl."

"Fine $9200, you can keep both for the opening and we'll come."

Randy put out his hand and shook.

"I'd love to come to your shop and spend some real time looking, are your father and grandfather still with us ? I'd love to meet them, I collect vintage Steuben pieces."

"Go ahead, your best piece, your pride ?"

"The Remington, "Horse in Flight." Amy said calling up the picture on her iPad and showing him.

"Amazing, my grandfather worked on that project, he was a blower and shaper on the Georgia O'keefe series."

"We can trade visits, I'll come up to see the studio and you can bring your father and grandfather down to our place when you deliver, I'd love for them to see our pieces."

"And a friendship in crystal is born Amy Fleming, you have certainly made my day." Randy said to her smiling.

"Well, I have more money to spend so let's get the paperwork done. So who else should I be looking at here ?" Amy asked as they moved to the back of the booth.

Trish walked over to Ty and John "I find that watching her do this is fascinating. In a million years it would never occur to me to buy something like that and slam it into a window in a western style log house but it will look perfect."

"Why haggle ?" Ty asked "no seriously, you can see that this is as much about her supporting a local artist, yes, he's very good but she loves the discussion getting to know him and letting him know how interested she is in his work, all in like 5 minutes."

"Well, I think the artists expect it, that's the way she is with any of her enthusiasms, glass work is important to her and it's a dying art form. He's a third generation glass blower trained it seems in the classic style" Trish said pointing to the video running. "Hey that's this piece in the video, she's going to love that."

"Randy will email that video to us" Amy said hiking her small pack over her shoulder "and we've also purchased the signed artist rendering of the piece done for the opening poster. Time to move on ? We've crossed off two of these blowers, so there are two weavers up the way here."

"So this is actually all business ?" Ty asked snaking his arm through hers and pulling her closer. He idly slipped his hand into her back pocket.

Amy stopped and turned to him suddenly and tip toed her way up to his lips, her hand snaked into his hair and she pulled him down. She ran her hands under his jacket, her palms pressed to him as her tongue circled his. She broke off and in a moment her lips were near his ear "How's that, good for another booth or two ?" She whispered with a gentle bite to his ear.

"And if I said no ?" Ty whispered back. "Then what ?"

"I guess we'd have to find some bushes, go wander with John Ty and Trish and I will catch up." She said with a smile "I love you."

Ty smiled and kissed her softly "don't forget dinner reservations."

"Come on Ty, let's find some biker leather." John said laughing.

"And some pretty jewelry for your women." Trish said.

The men watched Trish and Amy turn laughing and put their arms around each other's waists. Trish leaned over and kissed Amy's cheek as they headed up the path, two shapely, blond, leather chap clad beauties.

"That's like so much trouble walking away." John muttered.

"Coming at you too" Ty laughed and turned down another path. "We don't have to worry about them here do we ?"

"Nah, crafts fair, besides, who in their right mind would mess with Trish in that vest and Amy can handle herself. It's the places where guys tend to drink too much where you get that crap."

Ty and John walked along, stopping here and there where their interests were peaked. One such booth was a sculptor who used old car and truck grills to create lit accent pieces for display some incorporating neon lights. Ty immediately thought of the garage he was slowly getting ready and spoke to the sculptor about possibly making 4 original pieces with neon names for display in a garage. He'd want truck grills. He exchanged cards with the artist who promised to send some ideas over the next few weeks.

"You're thinking over the tool chests, that's nice, you'll need another Marauder's sign, kind of a rule."

"Whatever John, that's fine, lotta wall to fill."

Amy and Trish visited several booths on their list and stopped at some others. Amy bought a nice soft bison clutch from one booth along with a matching belt. Trish picked up a black shoulder tote for work which they promptly started filling. Amy found some nice hand loomed cotton lounge pants that she got for the girls including Sabrina and April. She found a nice belt for Bobby at another booth before seeing the loom and meeting Wicca Stroudt. Amy and Wicca hit it off immediately, she had a studio in Rochester and worked primarily in Alpaca, Mohair and Cashmere. Wicca bemoaned the lack of top grade Alpaca this year and when it became available the price was prohibitively high. Amy explained who she was and said that perhaps they could help each other. Amy wanted throws in brighter colors than were ordinarily available and in original patterns for the new house. She wanted the rooms to have popping points of color and she always felt blankets to be homey and welcoming in those bright colors.

Wicca was a bit weird as were many independent craftspeople. They worked alone and travelled to shows, many of their friends they'd see for a season and then not for two or three. Amy asked flat out how she got the name Wicca and was told that Wicca's parents were hippies and they named her Wicca and she was never actually sure why which was fine because she felt it was a thousand times better than Rainbow, Unicorn or Peace. She was down to earth, honest and friendly.

Wicca's dye work was fantastic as was her weave which was tight, even, well closed and finished. What attracted Amy though were the colors and patterns which were deep and rich. Wicca explained that her dying process was time consuming and the result based on layering colors to achieve a result much like a tye-dyer would.

Each year as part of the sale of their Alpaca, Pegasus got back a small percentage of their shear as processed and ready Alpaca. Through the years Amy had worked with several craft weaving shops to make everything from blankets to booties to hats and mittens. They all used them and they gave them as gifts. There were labeled Pegasus Alpaca with the name of whatever craftsperson that made the item and Wicca was definitely interested in Amy's request for throws and blankets. She would gladly come down to Pegasus for a day with color swatches and design ideas. Both were due their shipments of Alpaca in September and they arranged to talk then. Amy also asked her about other weavers or craftspeople to bother with and then headed off with Trish again.

She had received several texts from the jumping meet, the most important that they would be jumping at about 1:15. She texted Ty and arranged to meet at the food area at 1:00.

Ty had several successful stops, at one leather crafters stall he found three belts, 2 thin width belts for evening and an everyday black belt. He also found a wallet that he liked which he thought was better for going out than his nylon one with the Velcro. Two stalls away at a second leather shop he found fly fishing cases and smiled. He chose two nicely carved break down leather tubes that would each hold two rods and four matching zip up fly reel cases. The artisan was happy to put the name Jackson on one tube and two reel cases and Ty on the others. They'd be ready by 3 for Ty to check and discuss shipping or whether they can take them on the bikes. He also found a nice pair of thin black biker gloves and bought those as well.

They actually sat at about 1:15 with waters and a beer for Ty. By the time they had food it was almost 1:30. The reports from the meet came in from both Georgie and Meg. The field was large, 24 intermediate riders. The random selection ran Bobby first in the Pegasus group and he was actually in First Place on the board having jumped in the 7th position with a time of 2:04. Meg texted again when Charlotte on Baggins, jumped a 2:03 in the 12th position. Twenty minutes later Brin, Charlotte and Madelyn were tied at 2:03. Bobby was off the medals in 4th. Pegasus was guaranteed a sweep and Amy hooted.

They would jump again in 20 minutes and Amy called Georgie.

"How's it going ?" Amy asked.

"You mean how does it feel coaching the top 4 jumpers at a meet, pretty awesome Amy !." She answered laughing.

"Yeah, it's pretty nice. Give them all our love Georgie, can't wait to see how it turns out."

They decided to wait until the jump off and Amy could imagine Georgie taking each off to the side and taking to them.

The order of the jump off was Madelyn, Charlotte and then Brin. Georgie stood with Brin while Maddie and Charlotte jumped.

"See Brin, Baggins and Rocky need to make that 4 and 7 turn wide, they're bigger than Chester. Cut those two corners and you get two free seconds. Chester turns like a barrel racer, you need to use that to your advantage. Bigger isn't always better."

As the times came in Amy, Ty and the Enchino's huddled around the iPad waiting for texts. Instead they got a FaceTime feed coming in from Bobby.

They gathered and shielded the iPad from the sun as Maddie jumped, no faults with a time of 2:03 to match their first run. That was the time to beat which Charlotte did at 2:02, 5 minutes later. Amy watched Sabrina center herself and close her eyes. Amy loved the look of determination as Brin clicked Chester into a run and Bobby followed her around the course. Amy saw Chester cut the fourth corner deftly and close and jump across the bars, "nice turn Brin" she muttered as she watched her take 6 and then cut the 7th turn, "that a girl, good." Amy smiled again as Bobby flashed to the last jump and then the board, 2:00 minutes flat.

"Brin, Charlotte, Mad, Bobby. That was a hell of a run." Amy called out.

The feed had cut and a minute later Georgie called back on FaceTime so they could all congratulate the girls and Georgie who Brin kept hugging.

"Excellent jumping Sabrina, you used Chester very well on those short turns, you two are a great team." Amy gushed over the phone.

"It felt like a really good run and Chester was just so perfect and Georgie's great Amy !"

"Well, we're all proud of you Brin."

After speaking with the girls and then a second with Sally and Meg they signed off and sat around for a second.

"So what did we buy apart ?" Trish asked.

Ty lifted the bag he'd been carrying and showed off the belts and described the fly rod tubes and reel cases.

"He'll just love that Ty, that's so nice, I can't wait to see them." Amy said reaching over to kiss him.

"You get anything else ?" Ty asked.

"Made a connection with a local crafter to turn some of our fleece into blankets for the new house. Also a few sets of cotton place mats and matching napkins that'll be shipped, a belt, a clutch." Amy told him.

Trish and John also showed off several belts, Trish had picked up a vest. It was voted that everything be transferred to Trish's new tote and that John should be the bearer of the booty so far.

"Pack horse, my lot in life" John sighed.

"I'll share the burden big guy." Ty laughed.

"No, no, that's ok, I'll bear my burden stoically, besides free dinner."

"So we remaining two teams ?" Trish asked.

"Looks like all the furniture is those last aisles spread out. How about we meet there at 3:30 and do that together ?" Ty suggested "Then we'll get those cases and head out."

Amy and Trish nodded, "let's do it !" They said surprisingly together and then laughed.

Ty and John wandered off to an aisle they hadn't seen. It was mixed, jewelry, artwork, some clothing. They came across another leather craftsman and Ty stopped in. He found a nice selection of leather journal covers with an assortment of pads and sizes. He chose a ruled journal with a nicely carved and antiqued cover and arranged to have it personalized for Bobby, the short story writer and then a larger cover with a pad that had a set of drawing pencils and had it personalized for April. Bobby's was carved as a western Sheridan style piece but April's was done in a carved floral design with some colors.

In the next aisle he found a dark green woven cape with a hood that he thought reminded him of Brin and after showing John and texting a picture to Amy bought that too.

"In a shopping mood Ty ?" John asked smiling.

"You know John, I have never been able to do something like this, see something you thought was perfect for someone and just buy it without more thought than that. Everybody should be able to do this once in their lifetime, besides, this stuff is great and they're all so proud of their work."

"It's a nice thought Ty, though you can probably do this every week, I get it, have fun brother."

They ran into a few Marauder couples from a different chapter at one of the end caps and John introduced Ty and stayed to chat while Ty wandered over to an elegantly set up booth called "Heirloom Treasures". He picked up one of the brochures and then glanced into the case and back to the brochure. Apparently this couple, Richard and Roslyn Morton whom Ty assumed was this middle aged couple talking to customers purchased heirloom stones at auction and recreated settings from the time the stones were cut. So stones taken from a piece from the 1930's were recreated as either an updated version of the original or a copy with the original stones reset.

Ty wandered to the end and started looking. He had never seen any jewelry that looked this good. Well, what he'd seen recently of course but never for sale in a case. Certainly not in Hudson. When he switched cases he spotted a pair of earrings that took his breath away. They were teardrop shaped, he assumed it was some sort of a pearl surrounded by diamonds.

"Would you like to see them up close and hear their story ?" The woman asked.

"There's a story ?"

"Every piece we work on and sell has a story, these stones and pieces have a life, a history. I'm Roslyn Morton, my husband Richard and I have been restoring jewelry for 25 years, we research every stone and piece we purchase."

"Fascinating, I'd love to see them and hear their story, please, if you have the time ?"

"I always have the time for a young man in need of a story."

"It's Ty by the way, Ty Borden"

"Well Ty, these earrings are recreations of an original Tiffany set from 1926. Here's a picture of the original pair being worn by the bride Patricia Lowe, the daughter of a textile manufacturer in Manhattan. At one point or another the original diamonds were removed and the setting destroyed in the process with the Mabe pearls still intact. Apparently at that juncture the family fell on hard times, regardless, they were bought by us at an estate sale and working with Tiffany's we identified the piece and retrieved some history. We used the original platinum to recast this and reset new period diamonds into the piece. The pearls are 16 x 22mm's and each earring is set in platinum with .6 carats of diamonds, 1.2 for the set."

"They're beautiful."

"And they're for a beautiful young lady ?"

"Very beautiful."

"As beautiful as these ?"

"She would make them more beautiful."

"Do you have children Ty ?"

Ty thought for a second "two 15 year old daughters and a 7 year old son."

"Pictures ?"

"Oh yes, sure, he said picking up his phone and showing a picture with Jackson and a fish and one of the girls blowing bubbles that they sent to Ty when he and Amy were out on their date."

"How about another story while you digest this one Ty."

"Sure."

Roslyn took the earrings and placed them back into the case. Ty looked over at another couple walking over, "Leave those to the side for now" he said softly. Roberta smiled and pulled them out. She put them on the table behind her and patted the case.

Smiling she turned to another display and Ty came over. She pulled out a small tray with two pair of earrings. Ty picked up the box of one set and looked at them.

"I can see in your eyes that they would love them. They were made for sisters in 1938. Not twins like yours. They were given as Christmas gifts. We have the original receipt and documentation. The sisters, maiden name Somers as you can see on the receipt, lived in Central New York all their lives and eventually married, became widows over time and moved back in together. They lived a long time, we bought these as part of their estate with several other pieces, all semi precious. The earrings are 2.8 carat pear sets in Garnet that we cast into new copies of the original vintage earrings in gold settings. We bought it as a set with this, a larger Garnet that was set in a pendant that we've turned into a brooch. We've traced this to the sister's grandmother who gifted the earrings to the grand daughters so that they could wear them together on special occasions."

"And all of this is documented ?"

"Absolutely, signed notarized letters from the families, estate attorneys and for those" she pointed at the Tiffany case on the table" letters from Tiffany and the original sales slip and description from Tiffany as well. We provide photos, all originals when we have them and of course the story to pass on."

"Can I see the brooch please ?" Ty asked.

Roslyn smiled and placed it next to the earrings.

"Ty, the wives are texting." John said walking over.

"Stall John"

"Too late, here comes Trish."

"Roslyn, right down numbers please."

"Hey boys, Amy's in search of snacks. What's up ?"

"Nothing" Ty said reaching for the paper.

Trish walked over to the counter, "Ty ?"

"Show her please Roslyn" Ty asked staring at the numbers.

"Ty, these are gorgeous" Trish said opening the box. "Wow."

"There's a story." Ty told her.

"What are those ?" Trish asked and Roslyn opened the boxes.

"They have a story too." Ty said. "Do you have a store ?"

"We have a private gallery at home outside of Rochester and we do the higher end shows. Some private showings."

The Diamond and Pearl Earrings were $6800 and the garnet set $2800. $9600 total.

"How about I make your day at $8500 with the promise that I will be back again and again."

"With friends ?"

"I have friends."

"I like you Mr. Borden, we have a deal at $8700."

"Dr. Borden, I'm a vet. Hey let me ask you something, why would you possibly hand me a $7000 pair of earrings to hold ?"

"Well, you're cute, have a nice smile, gorgeous eyes and you're wearing half of a limited edition watch set that retails for $14000, I assume you got a better deal but still."

"We have a deal Roslyn" Ty said putting out his hand "By the way, the necklace in the picture ?"

"It's a pendant and on that bill, would you like me to try and track it down for you ?"

"Ty, Amy is heading back." Trish said.

Ty reached into his pocket for his wallet and pulled out his Amex Card which he handed over. "That would be amazing Roslyn, thank you so much."

"Where are you from Ty ?" Roslyn asked holding the black card in her hand.

"Canada but now in Ithaca, well back and forth but ultimately Ithaca."

She held up the card "next time you want to shop, we'll come to you."

"John, take this stuff please" Ty said handing the boxes and paperwork over.

"Sure, I'll handle the getaway." He said piling into the bag.

"Are we overworking you John, we'll get you dessert with your free meal."

"Hey what's up" Amy said walking over biting into a pretzel covered in mustard. "Wanna bite ?"

"No thanks."

"Whatcha doin ?"

"Nothing just finishing up, why don't you all head over to the."

"Ty, just finishing up what ?"

"Nothing."

"Brilliant, quick on your feet" John muttered.

"I bought some stuff is all, come on let's go." He said snaking his arm around her watching for the pretzel.

"Stuff for me ?" Amy asked with a smile.

"A bunch of people."

"But for me too ?"

"Yes for you too, give me a bite of that."

"So what'd you get for me ?"

"Ommdhfhfbg mouth full."

Ty sped up and Amy ran alongside. "Ty stop !"

"Amy, it's a gift for our next date, do you want it now ?

"Well when's our next date ?"

"I don't know right now, I have to leave tomorrow, I'm trying."

"I know, I'm sorry."

"I have stuff for Brin, Bobby, April, Jax and stuff for you for later."

"What do I do about the girls and Betty, wait or give ?"

"Why wait ?"

"Baubles not bubbles for the second date."

"No, they'll love that you thought of Brin and Bobby, I've got for the girls, you've got Jackson and April, what by the way, the cape and hood was nice for Brin, definitely fits her personality."

"Bobby's always writing on pieces of paper, I got him a leather journal for his stories and April a leather drawing tablet with place for her pencils and a sharpener."

"That's sweet Ty, nice choices."

"And you what else did you buy ?"

"A bowl for Meg and Bert's anniversary. A few dozen table settings and some woven bedside rugs."

"When is Bert and Meg's anniversary ?"

"September right after the girl's birthdays, the cruise ?"

"Oh the cruise is an anniversary thing." Ty said, "that's a nice chair". Ty walked over and plopped down. He swung his legs up and laid them on the ottoman.

"I like the lamp and table too, it's an old wooden fishing rod display Ty."

"So it is, let me see that iPad video."

"What ?"

"Jackson's room."

"That's it, we take out the rocker, we can use it somewhere else and put this and the lamp there."

"It's a big piece for a little guy." Amy said. "Or is it not for him ?"

"Well, we'd like him to do his share of resting after surgery I understand and I see no reason why I can't write or read in that chair while that happens."

"Let's look at all the furniture stuff and then come back. It's not going anywhere and I'm sure they'd make another. I love the reading lamp but that chair and ottoman are big and we haven't even seen that room."

"That's fair." Ty said grabbing her and pulling her down onto his lap.

He nuzzled at her neck and gently turned her head for a kiss sinking back into the chair.

"Like the chair folks ?" A handsome gentleman said smiling.

"Love it actually but we're still undecided. Tell me about the lamp though."

"It's from a fishing shop in Ogdensburg that closed a few years ago, picked it up from a local antique shop and turned it into this lamp. Looks to be late 40's early 50's. Nice piece, oak, lovingly used through the years. We oiled it, used all brass fittings, $325, we can ship."

"How about we discuss price later and you hold it for us ?" Amy said smiling.

"Not a problem ma'am, you don't seem the type to forget us."

They wandered arm in arm until Ty steered them towards a long dining room table done in several accented woods. It had modern lines but screamed western.

"I think it expands, looks like it seats 6 or maybe 8 tight, I like the chairs too."

"This one seats 6 and expands to seat 12, maybe 14 if you squeeze." A nice bearded young man in his 30's said walking over and pulling out two pegs. "Sir it you'd hold that end ?"

Ty walked over and the man stepped back as several slats lifted and snapped into place as the table expanded.

"That's wonderful craftsmanship" Amy said getting on a knee and checking the mechanism. Then she got up and hopped up on the table.

"What do you think ?" Ty asked.

"I like it but for where ?"

"The new house."

"My problem with the existing table is size. We will almost never sit at 6 but a normal load for us if you just add one per kid is 9, we need a standing 10."

"I have plans for an 8 to 20 that will expand 2 at a time, it's easily converted to a 10/22 or maybe a 24. I'm Jonathan Rosetree, Rosetree Woodworking."

"Amy Fleming and Ty Borden" Amy said shaking and then Ty. "We're in the process of buying a second home, I'm not happy with the table. Can you do a matching buffet, a service piece ?"

"Not an issue" he said picking up his iPad, "there's actually one for this piece, only so much room at a show."

"That's nice, I like this aesthetic too and the chairs, you do them yourself ?"

"No ma'am, I'm just south of Utica and I have a friend, not far, who collaborates on the chairs. He has the steaming machines. He did these."

"I like them but I prefer a wider seat and back." Amy said sitting, "we have some larger friends."

"We can make that happen."

"Ok, well let's do this then, this is my card" Ty said, " and I have yours, when we have access to the house we'll be in touch, maybe we'll come up and see your shop, ever work in recycled lumber ?"

"I have and I love it, it lends so much character, but for a project like this there would need to be a lot and in fairly good shape. If you have something that would work, I can look or try to incorporate it."

"I'll check it and if it seems worth while to me, we'll take the next step."

When they finally returned to the lamp and chair Amy had some questions. "Were there other pieces from the shop ?"

"I believe there was, I can call and find out, what specifically are you interested in ?"

"Cabinets, cases, racks a seating area, stove, artwork and a picture of the interior, name of the shop, history ?"

"Got it, you want to recreate the shop ?"

"Possibly, depends on what there is. As part of a family space, we're big into fly fishing. Ok, take this for the lamp and here's my card for shipping. You had said $325, you'll ship it for that, it's just Ithaca."

"Not a problem and we'll look into the rest of that for you, the chair ?"

"Without seeing the space I can't, but we'll be in touch. You recycle, that's your forte ?"

"And build, the leather chairs, futons, we do what we can as time allows and if you find a piece that needs work, we do that too."

"We'll be in touch then." Amy said.

They stopped back at the leather craft shops, determined that the rod cases would be fine strapped to the pull alongs, picked up the journals and headed back to the bikes.

Amy took out her phone and was checking something while Ty steered her.

"What is so important ?"

"You spent $8700 at a jewelry shop."

"That's it, you're, no, I'm calling Charlie and telling him I want my own card, no access to prying eyes."

"No, no, no, I'm just playing, Ty please, I'll be your best friend."

"You're impossible you know that ? You were impossible 16 years ago and you're impossible now."

"But it's like good impossible right, like you love me impossible, so that's good. Ty, Ty ?"

"Just say yes Ty, my ears are starting to bleed" John called back.