“I’ll be fine if these two will quit fluttering around me.”
“Well, we were really glad to see Coop here,” Ezra said. “He’s an old friend of ours.”
“These are the twins I hung out with all last summer,” Coop said.
“Really?” His father immediately shot me an appraising look. “Why didn’t you ever mention their last name was Savage?”
“Why does everyone keep asking me that?” Coop said with a scowl. “It wouldn’t have made any difference last year. They didn’t know about Miles then.”
“We need to get that foot up and on ice,” Mrs. Montgomery insisted.
“All right, already.” Mr. Montgomery growled, but he let his wife lead him to the truck.
“I’ll get my dad home and come back to help unload.” Coop glanced up to where he’d kicked in the window. “And a board for that.”
When they were out of earshot, Ezra asked in a low voice, “Is the prospect of spending the summer here starting to look more appealing?”
“Shut up.” I nudged him with my elbow, and he chuckled. I hadn’t told him about my crush last summer, but he had known anyway.
Mom and Dad said something to the Montgomerys and then the boys. The boys let out a whoop and darted toward us. Our parents and Mellie followed. It must be time to enter our new home.
“Looks like Mr. Montgomery will be fine.” Dad surveyed his new home with shining eyes. I’d read about people puffing up their chests with pride, but I’d never seen it before in real life. My eyes stung at his happiness.
“I know everyone’s anxious to investigate, and I won’t get any work out of you until you do.” He sent me and Ezra a meaningful look. “So, work while you look. Make an inventory as you explore.”
