I Returned To My Lake House To Find Construction Underway And My Response Changed Everything

them to stop. The machinery was too loud. I ran closer, stepping over broken wood and shattered glass from my sunroom windows. Marcus turned and looked at me not with guilt or fear but with annoyance, the irritation of a person who has been interrupted in the middle of something he considers important.

“Bella, what are you doing here? Mom said you were continue reading …