Loïc“Our life has love, beauty, and purpose. I can’t think of anything better.”
—Loïc Berkeley
“All done. The last paint can is stacked up on the shelf in the garage. We are unpacked, decorated, and organized. We are officially moved in,” London says with a sigh of glee. She places a mug of coffee on the small table before plopping down in the lounge chair beside me.
“Good job, babe.” I reach out my hand, and she takes it, entwining her fingers through mine.
We sit out on our three-seasons porch that overlooks the rolling hills of the Great Smoky Mountains. The trees that blanket the vast hills range in color from the deep green of the pines to the burnt orange, golds, and reds of the others. Autumn here is nothing short of breathtaking.
Life for the Berkeleys is awesome.
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