One week. Beach town in South Carolina. I’d been planning it for months.
I left Daisy with Caleb. Locked up the house. Told nobody where I was going except Caleb and my sister.
Seven days of ocean, sunburn, and not thinking about work or neighbors or anything.
When I pulled into my driveway on Sunday afternoon, the first thing I noticed was the view.
Too much view.
I could see straight across my backyard into Ethan’s patio. Into his yard. Into spaces I’d never seen before because my fence had always blocked them.
I got out of the truck slowly. Walked to the backyard.