Katy
He could see the house through the trees long before she could make out who’s vehicle was coming up her drive. But the crunch of tires on gravel made sure there was no sneaking up on her. He could see her on the porch steps, her face a mixture of question and anticipation. His truck didn’t clear the trees until it was close to the house. He watched her expression change as she realized who had come up her drive, and why. She wore a light sleeveless top and cutoff shorts that fit loosely...