Chapter Four
“Man, this is so cute! You scored big here,” Suzanne said. She was wearing a red hat with white stripes and a pompom as she leaned against the counter beside Alison.
Alison could hear her uncles lugging up what she thought was an old sofa that had belonged to Suzanne, and she opened a box of dishes labeled Karen, taking in the dated old carpet that had been freshly steam cleaned, the door to the open bedroom, and the bathroom across from it. The kitchen, although dated too, was open to the living room, and seeing it now, she was counting the minutes until everyone was gone and she could bask in something that was just hers.
“So tell me, is there a hot guy that goes with this place?” Suzanne asked.
Alison watched her dad and Owen struggle in with a lot of grunting before fl
