We rounded the hill and I almost gasped at the sight. My house, my home. My respite. Destroyed. Gone.
“Babe. Baaaabe, stay with me. I know this looks bad. I know where your mind is going and I’m already on it. I’ve talked to some people in town and they’re gonna do all they can to get this all fixed up as soon as they can….” he trailed off.
I turned to him, eyes over-flowing with gratefulness.