I sigh inwardly.
Maybe, just maybe I will have a nice little car that I can drive all by myself again one day.
Vic walks with me into the office while Stan parks their SUV somewhere. Once he establishes everything is clear, Vic leaves me to it. Stan joins him by the time I get the computer warming up and they take positions at each door as Beatrice and Dex used to; one at the door to this small office and the other across the hall at the exterior door. I’m glad I don’t get any clients or visitors here. I wouldn’t know how to explain their lurking presence. The only person who ever comes here is Jenny. And she comes so rarely, it is always a surprise to see her.
Ignoring them, I get to work on the backlog of items I need to load on the MLS. But, as on the drive over, my brain is split be
