Read Here We Come (Aggie's Inheritance) Online
Authors: Chautona Havig
Arms
around
her
waist,
he
swung
her
in
a
half
arc,
laughing
at
the
stunned
expression
on
her
face.
“I
sold
the
Victorian.”
“You
just
bought
it!”
“I
know.
Amber
called
me
today.
A
man
contacted
her
about
finding
a
house
just
like
it.
When
she
told
him
we
were
in
escrow
on
one
and
I’d
probably
have
it
done
by
May
at
the
latest,
he
asked
for
particulars.
He
wants
me
to
finish
the
basement
with
a
few
specific
things,
but
he’s
putting
an
offer
in
contingent
on
the
agreed
changes.”
“Wow!”
“I
know!
I’m
amazed,
but
this
is
perfect.
She
had
the
interior
pictures
to show him;
he
knows
what
it
looked
like
,
and
I
emailed
pictures
of
my
plans.
He
loves
it.”
“How
does
it
affect
your
profit?”
“Best
offer
I’ve
ever
gotten.
Obviously
something
could
go
wrong,
but
with
the
dates
and
the
things
in
the
contract,
he’ll
lose
his
deposit
if
he
backs
out
before
the
agreed
completion
date.”
He
pointed
to
her
room.
“What’s
Ian
doing
in
there?”
“He
crawled
out
of
the
crib
again.”
“What?
How!”
“I
am
calling
him
Hou-Ian-i.
The
kid
is
an
escape
artist.
I
watched
him
grab
the
rail
and
hoist
his
hips
over
like
he
was
a
professional
vaulter
or
something.”
Aggie
sighed.
“Your
mom
is
right.
I
can’t
let
him
out
of
my
sight
until
I
can
trust
him
out
of
my
sight.
I’m
guessing
we’ll
be
joined
at
the
hip
until
I’m
eighty.”
“Or
until
he’s
eight,”
Luke
muttered.
“I
think
that’s
how
old
I
was
before
Mom
truly
trusted
me
to
obey
in
her
absence
as
much
or
more
as
in
her
presence.”
He
cracked
the
door
open
to
check
on
the
tyke.
“He
looks
so
innocent
asleep.”
“It’s
one
of
those
things
God
did
to
ensure
survival
of
the
species—make
‘em
cute
while
they
sleep
so
auntie-mommies
don’t
murder
them
like
some
animals
that
eat
their
young.”
Luke
pointed
to
the
table
she’d
set
up
by
the
fireplace.
“What
are
you
doing?”
“Choosing
decorations,
flowers,
and
food.
Well,
narrowing.
I
was
getting
it
down
to
final
two
options
for
you
to
decide.”
“Let’s
see
what
you
have.”
At her panicked expression, he
assured her that he would whisper.
Silk
flowers
in
various
shades
of
red
and
pink
were
lined
up
along
one
end
of
the
table.
She
pointed
to
the
roses
and
whispered,
“Those
are
a
given,
but
then
I
have
to
have
things
to
go
with
them.
I
kind
of
like
the
lilies
and
the
tulips.
There’s
something
about
the
long
smooth
lines
that
kind
of
remind
me
of
my
dress.”