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My mouth falls open.
“Seriously?”
“Bought the old Miller warehouse on the south side of town. Contractors start next month.”
“Gray!”
I throw my arms around him.
He catches me easily.
“Easy, Pumpkin.”
“That’s amazing!”
“Yeah?”
“Of course it is!”
I pull back.
“Does that mean you’re staying?”
He looks at me.
“That’s the plan.”
“For how long?”
“Indefinitely.”
My heart stumbles.
“Indefinitely?”
“Figured it was time to stop running.”
I study his face.
“From what?”
He looks toward the mountains.
“Everything.”
I slip my hand into his.
“Even the past?”
“Working on that one.”
I squeeze his fingers.
“I’m proud of you.”
He gives a rough laugh.
“Don’t know about that.”
