The House on Sunset Lake

by Tasmina Perry

  ‘Magnolia,’ sighed Jennifer, recognising all sorts of subtropical blooms from Savannah.

  ‘I know we were going to wait until after the wedding to buy a new house, but I saw this and thought it would be perfect as a weekend place.’

  ‘It is,’ she said. She didn’t have to go into the cottage to know that it was just right. ‘It’s my dream house. The red door and the magnolia bush. How did you know?’

  ‘I’ve always known you,’ said Jim, his voice full of love, and he took her hand and led her inside.