“We’re home,” she said to Nora as she parked the truck and jumped out. The trip from the nursing home back to Nora’s place – right across the street from Avery’s house – had been mercifully short, but the journey to the funeral home would be a longer one and Avery wasn’t looking forward to juggling the oxygen tank and her octogenarian neighbor – along with her meds and the packrat purse she’d brought along with her – thirty more miles down the road. She was just thinking that she should have forked over the cash to have Nora transported in some kind of medical van when they pulled into the driveway of Nora’s old house. This task was made all the harder by the fact that Avery hadn’t thought to clear out the tools that were always banging around in the foot wells – she really should have planned this outing better, but who plans for a funeral? Secondly, there was no good way to secure Nora’s oxygen tank and keep it from rolling across the bench seat, so Avery had to keep one hand on the steering wheel and one on the portable oxygen.
Avery had to take her by the arm to steady her and then more or less heft her into the seat, noting the papery quality of Nora’s skin and worrying that she would hurt her with this motion. First of all, the cab was about two feet higher than Nora could even lift her leg at the age of eighty-four. Contains mature themes.Any resemblance to real people or events is entirely unintentional.Īvery Blake realized too late that her pickup truck wasn’t the best-equipped vehicle to transport fragile, old Nora Grayson. When a pipe bursts on her first night in the house, Hannah has no choice but to run across the street and beg for help from Avery. Disasters start piling up almost as soon as the plane touches down-the house is in disrepair, Nora's grandchildren are trying to evict her, and the gorgeous but chilly woman across the street seems to have a problem with Hannah's presence. Fleeing a dysfunctional and controlling relationship in New York, she moves into the house because she's got nowhere else to go. Hannah Grayson has nothing but room to breathe when she finds out her Great-Aunt Nora has passed and left her a house in rural Indiana. Some relationships can be fixed with a little breathing room.
After watching her elderly neighbor, Nora, be torn away from her long-time lover by heartless relatives, Avery has seen what it's like to love and to lose, and she'd rather skip the whole thing and focus on work (and the occasional meaningless fling) instead. As a contractor, there's not much room for emotion in her male-dominated profession, and she's perfectly content to keep people out of her private life, too. Avery Blake has spent years getting by all on her own in a big house on the countryside. Description Some things can be fixed with a little duct tape.
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