She sighed. “I like that.”

“Maybe that can be your family’s tattoo.”

Darcy laughed. “I think I’d prefer ones that resemble tiny hands and feet.”

Ed’s body released all the tension that had built up since the moment he’d first put that ring on her finger, hours ago.

“You’ll marry me? You’ll have babies with me?”

“I will.” She kissed him, this time with her newly decorated hand in his hair. Then she rested her forehead against his. “I think we should keep the Keller tradition alive, too.”

“What’s that?”

“Like you said, what was lost is now found. Perhaps we can find a lost soul who needs us to be his, or her, parents.”

His heart swelled so large he thought it might burst out of his chest. “You do belong in this family. My grandmother was right.”