Daddy's Angel (Weeping Willow Book 1) by Steven Evans

Daddy's Angel (Weeping Willow Book 1) by Steven Evans

Author:Steven Evans [Evans, Steven]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Zombie Cupcake Press
Published: 2017-05-07T05:00:00+00:00


CHAPTER 11

FIRST IMPRESSIONS

I WAS ABLE TO KEEP MY FEARS IN CHECK and not panic whenever there was an unexplained noise. I could feel my desire for doing something productive returning and a need to venture out into the world. So, I decided it was time for a change, a change in address, in scenery, and in my life. I had to learn to live again and I knew that would never happen if I stayed there, in that town and in that house. I needed to live for the here and now and for the future. I couldn’t remain mired in the past, crying over a future that could never be!

I made a few calls the next morning, to a realtor, moving company, and a cleaning service. With the house now listed, everything I wanted packed and loaded in the U-Haul and people waiting to turn a neglected house into a work of art, I was ready to begin the next chapter of my life.

That led me here. An old friend had passed through here once and I could still remember the excitement in his eyes as he described it to me. What stuck in my head was how he had talked about its peaceful and serene setting, how the town was a throwback to simpler times and that Little House on the Prairie couldn’t hold a candle to this place.

While I was talking to the realtor about selling my house, I had asked her to check the town out for me and see if any properties were for sale. After telling her what I hoped to find, she had said it wouldn’t be a problem. It had only taken a couple of days and she had called back. She had barely been able to contain her enthusiasm.

“I found exactly what you asked for at a surprisingly low price! The best part is, it’s available for immediate possession,” she had said. “I took the liberty of pushing the paperwork through and it’s all been approved. All I need now is your signature to make it final.”

I hadn’t been able to believe what I was hearing. Everything had come together so quickly, just falling into place without any real effort or setbacks.

I had been so excited and anxious to get here and see this place. My imagination had been working overtime and my expectations had been high. I couldn’t wait to start over and be somebody new. I had certainly outgrown my old house and everything in it, I wouldn’t miss the constant reminders flying around in every room and every face on the street. I was ready for a new beginning.

I instantly fell in love with the new house. The yard was straight out of a Better Homes and Garden magazine. There was a spring fed creek that served as the property line along one side that ran at an angle directly behind the house up to some small rolling hills where it hid beneath the grounds. Halfway up the creek, there was an incredible antique wooden bridge.



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