CHAPTER 66
Grace had fallen asleep on the couch waiting for Lincoln to arrive. The Hill House was so comfortable to her, like home, she didn’t have any trouble sleeping there.
She didn’t hear him come in until he put his keys on the kitchen counter and woke her up. Every inch of her body tingled with excitement as she listened to him curse Fred and Ginger under his breath and walk across the room. She was overwhelmed with the prospect of seeing him again–of starting over.
When she asked him about Fred’s favorite saying and he whirled around to face her, Grace thought her heart might explode it was pounding so hard.
Her throat went dry, uncertain if arriving unannounced and letting herself in had been the right move. She managed to keep her cool and stand up to face him, though the sigh
