completely open with the locals about the surrogacy, Jamie would simply appear to be an unwed mother. Having twice earned that title the normal way, she knew that not everybody would accept her or her children. For some people, the way a child came into the world was far more important than the child itself.
But even if the truth was widely known, there would still be people who felt what she was doing was unnatural and therefore wrong. They would not see that the act of giving birth to her sister’s child was an expression of love, a family miracle. She just hoped those people would keep to themselves and not upset her daughters.
Kendra pulled to a stop before Jamie expected. The ruins of the old cabin were gone, and Kendra parked in the clearing near where they’d been. To Jamie’s surprise, the new cabin that she had designed for her sister was nowhere in sight, although she had envisioned it on the western edge of the Taylors’ property.
She turned off the engine and got out, then opened a rear door to help Alison out of her seat. “Did you forget to tell me something?” she called to Kendra.
Kendra slammed her door and started toward the van. Sunlight picked out the subtle red highlights in a wealth of brown curls. She was poised and elegant, despite freckles and a generous mouth. Kendra would look equally at home on a polo pony or a yacht, but Jamie knew that what seemed to be an aloof sophistication was just a barrier she erected to keep trespassers away.
Now Kendra snapped her fingers. “Oh, darn, I forgot. We didn’t build your cabin after all. I guess you and the girls will have to camp out.”
Hannah’s eyes were wide. “Is there a tent large enough?”
Kendra ruffled her niece’s hair. “I was just teasing your mom. There is a cabin, but don’t worry, if you want to sleep in a tent some night, I’ll come down and camp with you.”
“Alison will want to come, too, and she is often afraid of noises.” Hannah eyed her sister, who was rubbing her eyes. “We could wait until she’s asleep.”
“Oh, I think I have a tent big and safe enough for all of us.”
“So what did you do with the cabin?” Jamie’s curiosity was simmering.
“I think you’ll be pleased.” Kendra pointed to a road winding through the woods that bordered the clearing. “We can drive right up to the front door, or we can walk and stretch our legs.”
“Little House in the Big Woods,” Hannah said. “Like the book.”
“This is more like Little House in the Tiny Woods .” Kendra draped an arm over her niece’s shoulders. “These woods were cleared sometime in recent history for timber, so there weren’t a lot of big trees to worry about when we selected a site for the cabin. We cleared away the scrub and left the nicest trees in place. I think you’ll love the view. You can see the river below.”
“Hannah, you’ll be okay?” Jamie asked, remembering their bathroom conversation. But Hannah nodded enthusiastically.
They didn’t have to walk for long. The road wound to the right, and a clearing opened up in front of them. Perched in the center was the cabin.
“And here’s your mommy’s masterpiece,” Kendra said.
Jamie stopped to take in the details. She had not envisioned her plan in this setting, yet it was picture-perfect. The cabin was simple, meant for an occasional weekend getaway until Kendra and Isaac’s new home was ready. Then it would function as a guesthouse or even an office. She had designed it with nearly as much square footage on the wraparound porch as inside. A loft rose over what was essentially one large room with a fireplace. A kitchen, bathroom and bedroom lined up along one side.
“For sentiment’s sake, we used a few of the logs we were able to save from Isaac’s grandmother’s cabin for the beams. And the stone from her foundation went into the fireplace. The new with the old.” Kendra faced her sister. “But it was never meant for a family, Jamie. You know that