Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 77341 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 387(@200wpm)___ 309(@250wpm)___ 258(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77341 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 387(@200wpm)___ 309(@250wpm)___ 258(@300wpm)
He watches her proudly go through each section of the material. “I’ll let her revel in this one for a while. Then we’ll go downstairs and bring up the one she really wanted.”
I move back to the table, fighting a wave of nausea. Foxx is at my side, holding my hand, looking at me like I might burst into tears or vomit. Probably because I’ve done both lately.
The man has been a champ. He installed a mini fridge beside the bed so I can keep water and snacks close by. Eating and drinking a little something before I get up has helped. So far. Things seem to change every day.
But they change for the better in every way. I fall deeper in love with Foxx. Our baby grows bigger inside me. Our family bonds get stronger.
I haven’t been to Nashville in three months. Astrid organized all the things I wanted to be sent to me. I donated the rest to charity. And my house is on the market, waiting for a buyer.
But that doesn’t mean I don’t see my family. We’re actually closer than ever. Mom bought a house on the beach, and she’s been spending a lot of time here. I think it’s good for her to start fresh in a place that doesn’t remind her of my father. At least the divorce is final, and he’s tucked safely away behind bars. I’m sure that helps. She hasn’t sold her home in Nashville just yet, but she’ll do what’s best for her in her own time.
Foxx took time off from Landry Security to spend with me. I’m not sure what he’ll do now, but we’re figuring it out. In the meantime, my brothers are all too happy to come golf with him … and to eat Damaris’s home cooking.
The last year, even before I got married to Foxx, has been a roller coaster of emotions and situations. It’s really run the gamut. But if there’s one thing I’ve learned, it’s this—have faith that every situation can end in your favor. It’s wild what can happen when you open your mind … and your heart.
“Do you wanna sneak out of here and go home?” Foxx asks.
I look at him and smile. Silly man. He doesn’t realize that home is wherever he is.
“Yeah, let’s go,” I say.
He takes my hand, and we slip out the back door—and almost trip over a chicken.