The city that gave her a new life was a nine-hour drive away from her childhood home and past dreams
The words “hello there” ploughed down the silent hallway as Tiffany’s roadside linebacker advanced with a synchronized arm and leg crutch-walk.
“Lorraine, there isn’t any water for a shower,” he said.
Tiffany bit her cheek while she watched her father grab the railing on the wall. She stepped forward. “Tiffany George of George’s Family Plumbing. There’s a water break.”
His gaze traveled up from her chest to the collar of her pink coveralls and then to the top of her head, where she was sure her spikes had tumbled like dominoes. Then down to the tips of her lime-green boots. “Nice boots, real nice boots.”
“We’ve turned off the water.” Tiffany tugged at the weight of the tool bag across her body.
“A sprite of many talents, I see.” He gripped his walking aids.
“We can’t all be just a pretty face.” She could have bitten off her tongue.
He raised his eyebrows and his eyes sparkled. They weren’t black after all, but a deep brown.
“You think I’m pretty?’ He sounded amused.
She took a wide stance and began an assessment of him from the tip of his dusty loafers, gray trousers, a rumpled white shirt with sleeves rolled up to the elbows exposing firm and tanned arms. His whiskers shadowed across his firm jaw, his full lips held neutral, his straight nose and those dark watchful eyes had laugh lines around them. “You have a certain road weariness that I’d like to capture on paper.”
Join Will and Tiffany on this road that leads in and out of Apex as it leads toward choices that change many lives.
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