Chapter 20
The entrance hall didn’t look so impressive with a mountain of boxes obscuring the view. Best thing Rich set eyes on the moment he stepped over the threshold was Ethan. The gardener stood looking over several sheets of paper strewn across the large formal conference sized dining table, but broke off to run up the steps to the front door to help Rich with the cases.
“Last of it.” With luck, the smile on his lips didn’t appear as uncertain as the gesture felt. Rich let Ethan take one case and followed him down the stairs to the hall with the other. “I’ll take them up in a minute.” He could have called movers but, truly, the few things he brought with him hardly warranted help, and had taken half a dozen trips. Some clothes, books…He’d lived with the fear on one of those return d
