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After working in the SOA office the next day, I headed out of town to Ford’s place. In the course of just a few weeks, he’d become my new habit. My joy. My everything.
I was leaving tomorrow for the guide trip, and I wanted to soak up every last minute with him before I went.
I parked on the gravel drive in front of the main house. Roscoe barked from somewhere else on the property as I headed up the steps to knock on the door. It was the first time I’d been over here since the storm, and now I noticed what good repair everything was in. There was a new roof on the main house and fresh paint. The wooden porch looked freshly stained and sealed. There was drip irrigation installed all along Mrs. L’s flowerbeds, and the five giant pine trees that stood in front of the house had som
