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This throws me for a loop. “No. Not since Aunt Gabby.”

“Well, take that to mean I’m proud of you, brother.”

I blink at him. “For what?”

He looks around. “A lot of people need words. But she’s not a girl that needs a lot of talking. Harmony needs you to show her what you mean to her.”

“She’s not ready.”

“She will be.”

I watch my brother leave with the moving truck, then stand on the stoop and stare at Harmony’s house. The light is on in her kitchen.

My stomach growls. I wonder what she’s making in there.

I won’t get to find out, because it’s pizza night for me.

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fourteen

Harmony

I’m in my backyard, staring at the new fence that Cooper built.

The fact that I’m sitting on the deck he recently sanded and sealed is not lost on me. Neither am I forgetting that he planted those roses over there, and fixed my sagging gutter.

The man utterly mystifies me.

The gate to the side yard opens and closes. Summer comes through with a bottle of wine in one hand.

“I came to see for myself. What the heck, this place looks so different!”

“And you are?” I ask, joking.

“Haha.”

My sister collapses into one of the new patio chairs that Cooper bought me. “This is nice,” she says.

“You haven’t been home in a while. I’ve been getting accustomed to small changes over a period of weeks.”

Summer cracks open the screw top on the wine and offers the bottle to me. It’s been about ten years since my sister and I drank together straight from the bottle.

Ah, what the hell.

I accept the offered wine and take a drink, swallowing down the cheap rosé.

“I like the wow factor of seeing it all at once,” Summer says.

I’ve got too much on my mind to give her a hard time for not being around the house in the last few weeks.

“How was Little Spoon After Hours?” I ask, using the nickname we’ve adopted for Saturday nights, when, in addition to boozy frozen treats that we do on weeknights, we’ve started offering live music. We’re hoping that the city approves our permit for a street-front patio soon.

“Interesting,” she says, laughing.

“Uh oh, that doesn’t sound good.”

Apparently, Summer watched one couple break up in real time when they disagreed on which was superior, vanilla or chocolate.

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