Scanning the pictures on the walls and on the shelves in the front room, Noah saw nothing that indicated she was in any type of relationship. There were a ton of photos. Lots of baby pictures and black-and-white stills of what appeared to be older family members adorned the walls and tops of furnishings.
"You can choose which of the two rooms you want. They're both fully furnished with full-size beds, so it's really just a matter of which you prefer."
He continued to follow her through a dining room with a china cabinet that again overflowed with not just old dishes but more pictures and doilies, reminding him of one of his first foster homes with one of the sweetest foster parents he'd ever had—an older woman who'd died just a few days before his seventh birthday.
"Either is fine. I su
