The story
Coffee in the sunroom. Through the new windows, the fenced backyard waits for a game of catch. A ball goes over someone's head. Laughter follows. Another slow morning, and nowhere to be. The street ends in a cul-de-sac. Inside, the living room opens up high above you. A mural on the wall gives your guests something to ask about. Dinner is on. Someone pulls up a seat at the breakfast bar. Someone else steals a taste. The conversation lasts longer than the meal. Later, the fireplace. A blanket. The kind of evening you do not want to end. At the end of the day, a long soak in the jetted tub. The house goes still. A little time to yourself. Tomorrow, coffee in that same chair. It already feels like yours.
