Emma Signed Over Her Kitchen Island to Keep Toby Safe in Massachusetts

his eyes scanning the high ceiling. “We need this place to feel warm. Cozy. Like a family still lives here.”

“We do live here,” I said.

Daniel laughed, a short, dry sound.

“You know what I mean. The staging people are coming on Friday to look at the furniture. They might want to swap out some of your paintings in the living room.”

“My paintings?” I asked.continue reading …