(Dane)
Monday came around quicker than I expected.
The weekend had disappeared between unpacking boxes, deciding where things belonged, and sitting on the porch whenever we found an excuse to stop working. By the time Sunday night was over, the house already felt more settled. There were still plenty of boxes left, but it looked like people actually lived there now.
I woke before my alarm.
For a moment I lay still and looked at the ceiling. The house was quiet, but it wasn't the same quiet I'd noticed on our first night. It already felt familiar.
I turned my head toward Cassidy.
She was still asleep beside me, one hand resting near my side. A few loose strands of hair had fallen across her face while she slept. I brushed them back carefully, trying not to wake her.
Her eyes opened a
