Chapter Twenty-One
Jen
On Lynn’s advice, we got a private marriage license—something only California offered and the way to keep our personal information out of the public record. Beth and Jake had also used the confidential option, as with a public license, anyone for any reason could look up the couple’s full names, dates and places of birth, parents’ full names, and any previous marriages.
Great for genealogists, scary for people in the public eye.
With that done in the morning, I blurted out the thing I’d been mulling on since last night. “We need an appointment with the realtor.”
Dylan’s gradual slowing at a red light came to an abrupt stop. “Uh. Today?”
“ASAP.”
“O…kay… Why?”
“I don’t want to be looking for our permanent place with a newborn.”
“I thought you wanted to be in B
