"Grams told Sam to give them to the one he loved, and I thank God every day he gave them to me. But we both love you, Tessa, and it's your turn. We want you to have the pearls. You can pass them down to Megan or one of your own daughters as a reminder that MacGuire women pick only the best men and their marriages last forever."#p#分页标题#e#
"I love you," Tessa said, hugging Alli. "And I love you, too, Sam," she muttered, giving him a hug as well. "And now I'm going to cry."
Another knock came at the door. "Come in," Tessa said helplessly, patting her eyes dry with a handkerchief.
Jimmy opened the door a crack. "I promise not to look, Tessa, but is everything okay in here? No second thoughts about the old boyfriend?"
"Everything is perfect," Tessa said. She walked over to the door and threw it open.
"Hey, you said it was bad luck," Jimmy protested, just before Tessa threw herself into his arms and kissed him on the lips. "But this doesn't feel so bad."
Tessa laughed and fingered the pearls she now wore around her neck. "We're never going to have bad luck, Jimmy. Not for at least another fifty years."
Alli placed a hand over her stomach, feeling the baby kick, reminding her that she now had everything—a husband who loved her, a wonderful daughter, an incredible sister, and a charming brother-in-law. To think it had all come with that last pearl.