Wyatt murmured as he turned into Kami’s drive. “Lots of potential. How long have you lived here?” “A little over a year.” Kami shifted in her seat, suddenly embarrassed by the paint peeling off black shutters set against stark white siding. The colors were drab and bleak, and a flurry of weeds growing along the walk and up through cracks along the narrow drive only served to make the grounds look as if they’d suffered a bad haircut. “I know it looks like I just moved in. The place is a mess but the price was right. I had good intentions for renovations, but didn’t get around to much last spring with Mama so sick.” “Right.” Wyatt tapped the brake pedal as they neared the detached garage, slipping the truck into a space between the wall and the walk. “That’s tough. I know you must miss her.” “I do. It still hurts here.” Kami flattened a palm to her chest. “Deep inside.” “I understand.” Sunlight streamed through the windshield, bringing out gold flecks around the edges of his coffee-colored eyes.
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