Their wine rack was filled with what remained of the last of the bottles they’d shipped home from their Sonoma trip this past summer. They wouldn’t be taking many trips like that for the next few decades while paying off this place, but she didn’t care. They’d splurge on one big trip a year and be content to spend the rest of their time here. Hard to believe that a month ago she’d been collared, and here they were setting up their home. Their offer had been accepted two days after they’d put it in. Preparations for the collaring ceremony had kept her so busy, she hadn’t even worried. The house had modern touches and rustic charm, suiting both their tastes. They’d been taking evening walks in the neighborhood this week after she returned from work. She was happy the bulk of unpacking for the living areas was almost finished. They still needed to shop for furniture in the spare bedrooms. She hoped to entice her mom back to Colorado for a visit sometime, although she was a little worried that all Mom talked about anymore was Heidi’s school.
