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Chapter 1-2
“I haven’t been here in a few weeks. You’ve done a lot,” Boone said, gesturing to the living room before taking a bite of his pizza. When I’d bought the house a year ago, it had needed a lot of work—which also meant I was able to get it for a steal. I’d been trying to tackle a new project each month, starting with the kitchen. Bennett had dived right in with me, and together we’d refaced the cabinets, laid new tile flooring, painted, and installed new countertops and a new sink. My house was fairly small, with the living room and kitchen separated by a half wall, which definitely helped it feel like more of an open floor plan. This past month I’d been working in the living room, laying new wood flooring, painting the walls in a soft gray, and adding bookshelves, which I’d painted white t
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