Chapter 15

By the third week of February, there was a buyer for the house. Aaron and I had signed a counteroffer the day before. The agent was expecting an answer by noon. I had an hour that morning to collect my remaining things, with Mara helping me carry the boxes. Aaron opened the door as we reached the porch. "I thought you'd come alone." "Mara's helping me." She greeted him and went upstairs with me. There were books in the spare room, photographs from before we were married, and a pair of winter...