Heart and Home
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“I think I can be persuaded into falling for that temptation.”
Lifting slightly on my toes, I found his kiss, and relaxed against his chest when his arms came around me.
Troy felt like home, which was strange because I hadn’t known what home felt like for so long I almost didn’t recognize it, but he was it.
I thought I knew what my future held when I’d been living in Pittsburgh, slave to my job and Cal Rogers’ insistence that in order to be somebody you couldn’t get attached to anybody, but I knew better now. When I came back to Sonesville, Troy was there every time I thought about running back to the city, and being with him made it harder and harder to leave each time I visited until it hit me that I was home wherever my heart was, and my heart belonged with Troy.
And maybe the future wasn’t exactly clear for the first time in my life, but that was okay because I knew Troy would be there, and my dad and Becky too, and whatever came we’d face it all together.
Hardships, joys, laughter and tears, maybe one day we’d actually have that wedding Becky kept pestering me about, and after that maybe a family, too, but I’d let it all fall into place the way it was meant to because I finally understood what my mother meant when she said my father had been her last big adventure.
I was ready for an adventure all my own, and I was going to take it with Troy. The best part about that was I wouldn’t even have to leave Sonesville.
Smiling to myself as we backed out of the attic and headed downstairs, I thought it was funny how things had a way of working out. I’d never thought in the eight years I’d been away that I would again call Sonesville home, and I certainly never imagined I’d find anything that made me want to come back to that place. Flipping off the light switch before following Troy down the steps, I could think of a dozen reasons worth staying.