Chapter Twenty-One
EVERY MUSCLE IN Selby’s body hurt as he shut the front door on the last remaining helper. It had taken less time to unload the vehicles than it did to load them with Arni, Fred, and Dennis already at the house ready to help. Faith and Jill fixed everyone lunch, setting out a buffet of cold cuts and chips along with a fruit and veggie tray while Tracey guided the men in how she wanted her room arranged. The boxes full of clothes and knickknacks were stacked in the garage, ready for when Tracey decided to put things away. She thought it would be easier than having them all stacked in her room, forcing her to shuffle them around as she set her room up.
Once the men finished putting the bed together and setting the dressers exactly where Tracey wanted, Faith served up lunc
