“Questions bubbled inside her. “How long have you lived here?” “A few months.” She took a step closer. “And how long have you had it?” “About five years. It took a year to build.” That was a long time. Stepping closer to the railing, heart racing at the nothingness beyond, she gripped the blanket. “Why not live here before?” He turned his neck to look at her. “You weren’t here.”
