Chapter Nine
Shay
“Hey, sis, how you doing?” Remy said after I answered his call.
I idly traced my fingertip along the edge of the sink as I looked out the window. The sun was bright, casting one side of the valley in shadow in the distance.
“I’m good.”
“You all settled in?” he asked, his familiar drawl a comfort, yet I could hear the unspoken worry in his tone.
I adored my brother. Always had. Even when we were little and he teased me occasionally, he’d been a patient older brother, one I could always count on. Much as I felt blessed to have him, regret and guilt stung sharply when I thought of how thoroughly I’d screwed up my life.
“Of course I am. It’s not like I’m living alone, Remy. I just got to the farm yesterday. Ash is out of town for the month, but Jackson’s here. You know
