“Home, Sunshine.”
I hold the door open for her.
She looks confused but walks out anyway. I follow, shutting the door behind me. Two heads pop around the doorframe into the hallway as we leave. I give them the stink eye and point the universal ‘don’t even think about it’ gesture.
Maggie’s van sits outside the homestead. As much as I’m loving the sight of it here, parked in front of my house would be much better.
She opens the passenger door for me, and I walk past her, making my way to the driver’s seat, holding it open.
Laughing, she wanders to where I stand. Her hand presses to my chest. “You’re so wet.”
I wink at her, and she pivots on her heel and slips behind the wheel. Now I walk to the other side and send the crutch in first, over the back of the seat to the living space. Maggie turns the key in the ignition and shifts her focus to me. “How do we get there?”
“Follow the gravel road down past the barn.”
She smiles, turning the van around.
It takes all of two minutes to make it to my house. We park out front, and Maggie leans her forearms on the steering wheel looking up at the white farmhouse with its double dormers, awraparound porch, and big wide windows with a sigh. “Wow, cowboy, this is your house...”
I chuckle. “Sure is.” I push out of the van and slide the crutch out before making my way to the driver’s door. It pops open, and I push it wider and Maggie steps out. Wonder crosses her face, filling mine with pure joy. Having her here. Seeing her happy after our last call...
My chest tightens.
I slide the van’s door open to find her overnight bag and swing it onto my shoulder.
“I can do that.” Maggie reaches for the bag. “You have a spare room, right?”
“Ah... actually, only got one bed. Sorry, Sunshine.”
