“Oh, I know just the spot.” I said, grinning wildly and looking back to the image. Closing my eyes I imagined the perfect house in the perfect location. When I opened my eyes I saw the sand first and heard the waves crashing against the shore. As the screen panned upward the house came into view.
“Wow.” Eliott murmured, and I looked up to see him taking in the views of the house with admiration.
I wanted to ask him his thoughts on my dream house, but I was too embarrassed to look him in the eye when I did. “So what do you think of the house?” I asked in a soft voice, so soft that I wasn’t sure if he heard me at first. He was silent for a minute and when I looked back to see what he was looking at, I found him to be staring back at me.
“I think it’s wonderful. It’s exactly the perfect
