Page 31 of Reclaiming Home

I walked into the kitchen, frowning at the message I’d gotten from Henry.

“You still alive? Should I call in the cavalry? If so, where exactly?”

“What’s wrong?” Carys asked.

She was plating breakfast, and Brodie was nowhere to be seen.

What time was it anyway?

“Uh, it’s my friend Henry. I should call him, I guess.” I’d completely forgotten.

I felt as if I’d been in Luxton for weeks now, but it had only been two nights? How was that possible?

I put the cell on the table, then walked to Carys and hugged her tightly.

She chuckled breathlessly. “Well okay? Good morning to you too?”

“I’m so fucking glad we’re together,” I murmured against her hair.

She used her free hand—the other one was holding a spatula—to squeeze me back. “Me too. I love you, big brother.”

“Love you too, baby sister.”

The front door opened, and I stepped back, grabbing my phone to compose a message while picking a pod for the coffee maker.

“Good morning,” Brodie rumbled.

“Morning,” I said over my shoulder. “Coffee?”

“An espresso, please.” He took two of the plates from Carys, and went to the table.

“Caramel Macchiato for me,” Carys gave her order.

I fixed the coffees while I sent a message to Henry.“I’m good. Going to stay here. My sister is okay, and I feel like staying here is a good call for both of us.”

She came back to grab her and Brodie’s coffees, and I put my phone away to carry mine to the table.

“So the guys should be here in about forty-five minutes or so,” Brodie said, all business while I was barely awake. “I wasthinking, maybe you two would like to go do some shopping for us?”

“More shopping?” I grinned.

“Well clothes for Carys, but I thought you might want to get more things for yourself. Plus groceries are a never-ending need. Oh, and I think we should get an iPad for the pack for communal use. I think having one in the kitchen for taking notes and making lists instead of everyone making them on their own gadgets might be for the best. The TV is good and Rian will send a bunch of my stuff from my apartment in Seattle so I don’t have to go back, but we’re still building this place from the ground up.”

Why did he have to be so reasonable?

“I might want to go to a bookstore,” I said thoughtfully. “Any thoughts on how far the closest one is?”

“I have no idea. Probably in Warren? That’s where the Walmart Supercenter is where I went.”

I handed my phone to Carys. “You check it out.”

“We need to get you a phone, too,” Brodie said. “Add it to the list.”

Carys grumbled about it but started to make a list on my notes app anyway.

We all agreed that it would be easiest for us to be out of the house when the cleaning crew came back to assess and work on the house.

“We need to fix his hair though,” Carys mumbled as she added something else to the list.

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