When they disappeared into the back, Allison looked around. Well, at least everything looked the way she left it. She caught Deucalion watching her.
"Have you ever been in here?"
He shook his head. "No, but it's nice. I like it."
"Thanks. I did all the arranging and decorating."
He smiled at her as her mother came back in.
"Well, she's settling in." She smiled. "How are you, baby?"
Allison hugged her tight. "I'm good, Mom. Looks good, in here."
Moving back, she looked around. "Well, I'm trying to keep it the way you had it. The back room is kind of a hot mess, but I'm working on it." Then she looked up to Deucalion. "Hi, Deucalion."
"Hey, Hayley."
Allison looked back and forth between them, feeling a bit awkward. Her husband and mother had had a thing.
"I'm sorry about Michael,"
