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going to be exhibited in Los Angeles. You must be excited.”
    “I am, but there’s a lot of hard work to be done before I get there.”
    “It will be worth it.” Kate added a pretty milk jug and a bowl of sugar cubes to their table. “Let me know if I can get you anything else.”
    Molly picked up her bag and unzipped the side compartment. Jacob watched her, waiting for what would come next. “Emily told me you’re wanting someone to photograph your land. Most of my photos have been of people, but I brought some images that might be helpful.” She passed Jacob a folder and waited for him to open the cover.
    He stared at the album for so long that Molly wondered if he’d ever look at what she’d put together. “I’ve never taken photographs of property that’s for sale. I don’t know what buyers want to see or what they don’t. I’m probably the last person you want to be taking your photos.”
    Jacob stared at her with solemn green eyes. “I saw the photos you took of Gracie when she was pregnant with Jessica.”
    Molly’s cheeks grew warm under his gaze. “That was a long time ago.”
    Jacob pulled the photo album closer. “Some things are hard to forget.” He opened the folder and looked at the first image.
    She’d taken a photo of a cowboy on his ranch when she’d first moved to Bozeman. It was a strong image - a picture of pride and determination. A man gazing at what was his.
    Jacob turned the page to the next photo. It was a picture of a barn on Alex and Emily’s ranch. The barn was so old that the wooden siding had buckled with age. The timber had faded to a golden glow and looked almost magical in the soft evening light. There was beauty and strength in its simple form - a history that went beyond the people and animals that had sheltered within its walls.
    Molly watched Jacob’s face, trying to figure out what was going through his mind. But Jacob Green hid an awful lot from the world.
    He moved through the next three photos in quick succession, stopping briefly at a photo of a squirrel. She’d seen the furry little creature on a hike in Bridger Bowl. “You tell stories with your photos.”
    Molly nodded. “It’s the way it should be.”
    “But often isn’t.” Jacob closed the folder. “What story would you tell about my land?”
    Molly frowned. “Is that a trick question?”
    Jacob’s lips twitched. “It wasn’t meant to be.”
    “Oh. Well, that’s fine, then. What story would you be wanting to tell?”
    Jacob looked around the café. If Molly didn’t know better, she’d swear he was stalling for time.
    His gaze came back to her and settled on her face. “I don’t have much of an imagination. Tell me what you would say.”
    “I haven’t seen your land, so I don’t know.”
    “Would you like to go and see it?”
    Molly stared at him. “Are you asking me because you want me to take your photographs? Or are you asking me because you can?”
    “I don’t want photos that people have seen before. I want something unique and unforgettable. I think you can do that.”
    Molly didn’t know whether to be flattered or worried. “I’d do my best, but what if the final images aren’t what you want?”
    “They will be. Are you doing anything for the next hour?”
    Molly put the folder in her bag. “I have to be home by five o’clock to help close my sister’s florist store.”
    Jacob glanced at the gold Rolex on his wrist. “We’ve got plenty of time.”
    “Emily said your ranch is half an hour from town. We won’t have time to get out there and back.”
    “We will if we fly.”
    Molly blinked. She thought he’d said fly, but she must have been wrong.
    “I know someone who owns a helicopter. He’ll take us out to Emerald Lake.”
    “Now?”
    “I need the photos as soon as possible, so now would be good. I’ll be back in a minute.” Jacob stood up and walked across to the front counter. He spoke with Kate, handed her some money, and walked back to Molly. “Are