I love my new life, I thought as I gazed at the grand house. I was practically living at Kaleb’s. The house was dark, no lights were coming from his bedroom window, which was disappointing because I was hoping Kaleb was still up waiting for me. I sighed then grabbed my purse and climbed out the car. It was such a beautiful night. If I wasn’t so tired I would have sat out on the porch with a glass of wine and meditated. Instead all I wanted was a hot shower and the bed. Brice and I had spent the evening clearing out my mother’s storage shed for Goodwill tomorrow. Seeing all that stuff had brought back way too many memories of a time in my life I’d just rather forget. I moved up the stairs and typed the four-digit passcode into the keypad and stepped inside. No one came down and greeted me. Not even Honey. I slipped off my heels and padded into the kitchen barefoot where I retrieved a bottle of water. It was then I noticed the red rose petals on the floor. I followed the trailed up the back stairs and when I reached the landing I saw roses scattered all down the hall.
