We continued patching, painting, and fixing small issues. I tightened some loose hinges on the door, and Blaze replaced a couple of worn-out screws on the porch steps. The hours flew by in a blur of banter and sweat. By the time we’d finished, the sun was already making its slow descent, casting warm golden light across the yard.
Then, I heard a car door slam out front, followed by the unmistakable murmur of female voices. My heart gave a little jolt of excitement—Shay was back. I stepped off the porch, wiping my dusty hands on my jeans, and saw her standing by Kat’s car, rummaging through bags stuffed with newly purchased home goods. The sight of her made my pulse quicken, her hair catching the last rays of sunlight as she laughed at something Kat said.
I made my way down the steps, ign
