Page 90 of The Monster I Loved
“Can I make one suggestion?” she asked in a softer voice than before.
I straightened up eagerly. “Of course, any suggestion from you is one I’d follow.”
Her tone turned serious. “Don’t stay in that house. You both need a fresh start, and I remembered Fitzgerald Inc. is building homes that will be ready right around the time the baby arrives.”
I stilled. Of course! The project we worked on would be ready to house families in seven months, and I loved the idea of us living in one of the units.
“I like the way you think.” I grinned.
I pictured Thaddeus and I curled up in the cozy new living room, changing diapers in the nursery, and eating in the kitchen, together with our child.
Making memories like Mr. Dorman did, the sort you hold on to with your last breath and let nobody take away.
