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“No,” I said.

“Maybe I should go help them.”

“Don’t.”

She looked over at me and rolled her bottom lip between her teeth. She was chewing on it nervously. She obviously felt out of place. Her eyes were darting around the place I’d called home for a few years now, and I could tell she was impressed.

She was trying not to show it, but she was taken by it.

“The layout’s simple,” I said. “This is the living room, over there’s the kitchen. Down that hallway is my room as well as yours. I’m the first door on the right, you’re the second. The laundry room is the door on the left-hand side of the hallway and it you keep going down the hallway, it dead ends into a library with an electric fireplace.”

“What’s upstairs?” she asked.

Her eyes were no longer darting around, but now situated on my gaze.

“More rooms. Another small sitting room. Places I won’t visit for a while until I’m out of this contraption.”

I tapped the arms of my wheelchair and watched her slowly nod her head.

“The bathroom?” she asked.

“There’s a bathroom attached to every room,” I said. “Down the hall, second door on the right. Go into the room and the bathroom door is off in a corner somewhere.”

“Okay.”

But she didn’t move from her place.

“Aren’t you going to use it?”

“Just wanted to know where it was,” Grace said.

“Ah.”

“So, who does-?”

“Where do you want these boxes?” the mover asked.

Four men barged in with massive cardboard boxes in their hands.

“In her room, of course,” I said flatly.

“Which room was that again?”

“Down the hall, second door on the right,” Grace said.

“Thank you, ma’am.”

“No problem,” she said with a grin.

It lit up her eyes before she cleared her throat and let it fall from her cheeks. She was obviously uncomfortable and very out of place. I was starting to regret hiring her. After all, I was her first private client. Which meant none of her theories or practices were tested. And I knew tiptoeing around an uncomfortable person for the next couple of months wasn’t going to help with my recuperation at all.

But the way she’d effortle

ssly picked me up off the floor.

It had been shocking, to say the least.

“Once the movers are done you can begin unpacking. For now, however, I’d stay out of their way.”

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