My Fiancé Planned to Sell My House and Send My Son Away After Our Wedding—So I Left a Blue Folder Beside His Mother’s Plate at the Rehearsal Dinner
I stopped beside the Buick.
“What new truck?”
“He said he’d get one with four-wheel drive so we can go to the lake.”
“We haven’t discussed buying a truck.”
Harry’s smile faded.
He looked toward the house.
“Mom?”
“Yes?”
“Are we going to have to move when Oliver lives here?”
I set down my purse.