Winter Hart
Hannah and I were up early, stopping at the hardware store for paint and other things. I gained possession of my house this afternoon and wanted to have her room painted before they delivered the furniture.
She picked two different pinks and sparkles which they had before they changed the color. Even after all the colors Hannah showed me, I was still undecided. The colors I liked didn’t seem grown up enough.
When we were finished, I took us for breakfast before driving to the house. I parked out front, sipping my coffee, waiting for the realtor to arrive with my keys. Hannah was sitting in her car seat, eating as she hummed along to the song on the radio. I snuck a photo and sent it to Warren.
She was worth getting up for this morning. My head was still poundin……
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