DRU Sigh. I like him.
EM So do I.
DRU I kinda got that idea.
EM “Where are the dogs?” I asked when he helped me into the car (you have to close the door from the outside).
“At my cousin’s farm. They’ve been staying with him while I’ve been out of the area. I’ll pick them up in November, when I’m done with all the fieldwork.”
“I bet you miss them.”
“I do.” He smiled at me. “Amongst other things.”
Devon doesn’t live too far from us, but in an expensive neighborhood. The houses are all set way back off the road, and surrounded by big stone fences with iron gates. You know, the kind of houses that have names. Devon’s family has some big house somewhere in the east, but this one—Penhallow—Devon said was left to him by his grandma. It was a huge pink stone house with lots of windows and a
