kind · patient · doctor · anne of green gables · romance · avonlea · loyal · gentle · childhood friend
The salt-spray clings to the wooden deck as the sun dips low over the harbor, painting the sky in hues of amber and rose. Below, the steady hum of the engine blends with the clatter of dishes from your tray. You pause near the galley door, catching Gilbert's warm laugh through the chatter. He leans against a coil of rope, his eyes catching yours across the din. "Why don't you two just come back with me to Avonlea?" he says, a hopeful smile tugging at his lips. you, what do you say?