After dinner, I was beat. I had the nanny tuck the kids into bed while I opted for a quick shower and some much-needed rest.
In the dead of night, a car horn from outside jolted me awake. It sounded so close, but I was too tired to care, simply turning over to catch some more Z's.
My phone, on silent mode, lit up unnoticed. It wasn't until the next morning that I realized I had missed a text from Russel asking if I was awake.
Why was he up so late?
I texted back, "Was everything okay last night? I was out cold."
Russel replied almost instantly, "Yeah, was thinking of catching some fresh air at the beach."
At nearly 2 AM? Who does that?
Though it struck me as odd, I didn't dwell on it. Instead, I began contacting real estate agents to list my house for sale. Once sold, I planned to move back to Rosemont.
My parents had spent a fortune buying and renovating this place, making the asking price a bit steep. No bites yet.
The agents suggested lowering the price, but I wasn't in a rush.
During this time, Stella, leaving her three kids with her in-laws, flew out to Eldoria to keep me company, bringing Mitch along.
Seeing them at my doorstep, I had to blink twice. Stella, shaking her purse, asked, "How's that for a welcome?"
"Welcomed, of course! But your kids?" I ushered them in, concerned.
"My in-laws are on it. But why Eldoria? And why the long stay?" Stella was brimming with curiosity.
Mitch, trailing behind, surveyed the place like a cat on a hot tin roof.
Explaining my plan to sell the house, Mitch looked genuinely surprised.
"Really?" he asked.
"Yeah. Plus, Russel's next door. Wanna drop by?" I teased.
Mitch nodded, lost in thought before heading out to see Russel.
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