Curtis told David as his brother headed down the porch. “And thanks for all the help.” “No problem,” David called back, waving as he headed toward the big house. Finally. David was the last to leave, and though he’d thought the house would never be quiet again, Curtis now had Lorrie all to himself. Closing the door, he turned to see her standing there, staring back at him, the same way she’d been doing for the past couple of hours. Ever since Mayor Clark had delivered the paper showing that they had officially renamed the town to Coyote Ridge. “I thought you bought me a car,” she blurted. He grinned, closing the distance between them. “Yeah?” He stopped in front of her. “Were you disappointed?” She shook her head. “Not at all. The last thing in the world I want is a car.”
