(Cassidy)
A minute later Carl came down the stairs with his clipboard tucked under his arm. He looked from me to Dane and nodded once. Whatever he'd found clearly wasn't bad enough to ruin his day. That alone was enough to loosen something in my chest.
"Good news," he said.
Dane straightened slightly beside me. Carl flipped through a few pages on his clipboard before looking up. Nothing major he said. Roof in good shape, foundation solid, plumbing older but well maintained.
I felt the tension leave my shoulders properly for the first time since we'd walked through the front door. Dane noticed immediately the way he noticed most things I tried not to show. Carl looked around the kitchen with the practiced eye of someone who'd done this a hundred times.
"You'll spend some money on cosme
