Chapter Seven: Sold
Brooke ran down the street to the Cafe, Nathan chased after her.
Her cellphone rang, just as she ran in the door of Karen's Cafe. Taking it out of her pocket, she saw it was her lawyer.
"Hello?"
"Brooke, hi this is Drew, just to let you know your house sold today for the asking price," he waited to hear her reply.
"Who bought it?" Brooke asked.
"A family by the name of Diaz, a married couple with a daughter about your age named Adrianne, and a son in college named Mick."
"That's great," Brooke tried to sound happy, "when do they move in?"
"Two weeks next Sunday," Drew said.
"Oh okay, are there papers you need me to sign?" Brooke asked.
"yeah, come by on Monday," Drew said goodbye then hung up the phone.
Brooke leaned back against the doorframe and felt something inside of her lift.
"Brooke, are you okay?" Nathan came up behind her, embracing her lightly.
"Yeah, I'm fine, my house was sold, guess i'll be living at the beachhouse now," leaning against his chest, she absorbed his strength. Thanking god, he was there for her.
More soon.