Chapter 11
Three hours after leaving the Torrington auction, the high of picking up a check from the office for almost half again more than Annemarie had hoped for jumped another notch. Parked behind her parents’ black suburban in the looped gravel driveway in front of their doublewide modular on the northern shore of Alcova Reservoir was a familiar red Suburban. She let out a squeal.
“Cody! Uncle Robert and Aunt Julie are here, too!”
“What? They are?”
“Yeah, look. Looks like you’ll get to meet my brother and his family, too, Gabe.”
“He’s not going to pull the protective older brother routine on me, is he?” Gabe joked.
“I don’t know if he even has one. None of the guys I dated in high school were ever serious enough for him to go big brother on them, and he’s never met Tom. Besides,
