TANSY was impressed with the modest house. The foyer revealed, to the left, a staircase leading down to the basement, and one leading upstairs. To the right, a small open kitchen. She followed Matthew to the kitchen and found an island much like hers with two stools for quick dining. A dining table, picnic style, formed a dining nook with a bench lining the wall beneath a window and chairs on the opposite side "Nice," she praised.
A huge grin came to his face. "Thanks! My brother is an architect, and he designed this house for us." He put his keys in a bowl nearby, then went to the fridge.
Tansy heard the pride in his voice. "Us?"
"Yeah," he said. "It was supposed to be our bachelors' pad. But I got deployed to Afghanistan, so it sat empty for a while." He rooted around
