Page 39 of Until We Weren't

Destiny shook her head. The nap she’d taken this afternoon would get her through the rest of the day, but she planned on sleeping in tomorrow morning.

“How about we go out back?” Faith suggested. “I have beer in my fridge.”

Destiny smiled. A beer sounded lovely. “I think we’ve missed the sunset.”

“If we win this bid, we’ll be seeing plenty of sunsets together.” Faith smiled. “Is that a yes?”

Destiny nodded and closed her computer. “Yes, I would love a beer.”

“Come on,” Faith said.

Destiny watched as Faith went to the front door and locked it then turned the lights off. She waited at the back of the room and followed Faith into the shop. There was a large garage door open to the back lot where other equipment was stored. Faith’s tiny house stood further back.

“This is a lot like my place,” Destiny said. “I have an open space to show landscaping options to customers, a couple of offices, and a shop in the back of the building. But I don’t have a tiny house.”

Faith smiled. “If it’s not too hot for you we can sit out here on my fancy front porch.”

“It feels nice out here,” Destiny said.

“Would you like a tour?” Faith asked.

Destiny grinned. “Heck, yeah. I’ve always wondered about tiny houses.”

Faith walked up a couple of steps and opened the front door. “After you.”

Destiny walked into the small living space that held a couch, TV, and bookshelf on one end.

“This is obviously the living room,” Faith said. “Excuse me.”

Destiny felt Faith’s hands on her hips as she squeezed past her to the right. A jolt of electricity shot through her body at the brief touch. Take it easy.

“This is kind of the dining area,” Faith said, pointing to a small table built into the wall in the back of the space. “And this is the kitchen.”

“Wow, you’ve got everything in here, just smaller,” Destiny said, following her a couple of steps to the sink.

“Yeah, it’s a two burner cooktop with a small oven,” Faith said. “There’s a microwave here.”

“This is really nice.” Destiny could imagine Faith cooking dinner in the small kitchen. She was reminded of when the two of them cooked together in what was now Destiny’s apartment. There were times when she thought about moving because of the sadness that loomed in the apartment. But she also had memories of Faith there and just couldn’t bring herself to leave.

“Thanks,” Faith replied. “These windows are actually like a garage door. I can roll it up and open the space to the outdoors.”

“Wow,” Destiny exclaimed. “That’s cool.”

“Yeah, it’s not so great this time of year because of the heat and all the bugs,” Faith explained. “But it’s nice in the spring and fall.”

Destiny smiled and looked around the space. It might be small but it was functional and also comfortable.

“Down here is the tiny bathroom and at the end is the bedroom.”

Destiny looked down the short hallway.

“Go ahead,” Faith said.

Destiny smiled and stopped at the bathroom. “That’s bigger than I imagined.”

“It’s not too bad.”

Destiny looked into the bedroom that was big enough to hold a queen-sized bed with just enough room to walk on either side.

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