“Monty?” Vanessa Rothchild noticed her daughter’s boyfriend of five years standing in the backyard. He was looking down at the marble headstone. With him dating Meredith and being Gil’s best friend, Jon Montgomery was practically family. “Hi, Mrs. Rothchild.” He forced himself to smile. “Talking to Gil?” “Yeah, I haven’t…been out back here for a while. Sorry…, I should have gone to the door first.” “You know you’re welcome here anytime. Come inside. It’s getting cool.” “Thanks, but…” He kicked the fallen leaves out of the way with one foot. “I’d rather talk to Meredith out here – in private.” “OK!” She tried not to be too obvious looking for a small, square bulge in the young man’s pocket. Could this be the proposal they’d been waiting for? Eager to find out what was going on, Vanessa walked into the house to find her daughter.