"Then my guess is that the love of a man is something that is about to come your way, dear. And Nick wants you to know it when you see it."
"Really?" Anne asked, hoping that was true. "Do you think that's what this all meant?"
Ethel shrugged, her eyes going to the pocket of Anne's jeans, as though she could feel the object inside. "I'm a very old spirit, dear. I've been around a long, long time. That's my best guess," she chuckled. "I say, wait and see, and be ready!"
Reg turned back from gazing out at the hay fields. "I wonder if we'll see young Nick again," he offered wistfully. "I wonder."