I didn’t recognize. None of it was mine.
“Where’s Chloe?” I asked.
Evelyn finally smiled. “Oh, she’s here upstairs resting.”
Resting. That told me enough.
“And Vance?” I asked.
“Moved in.”
My duffel still sat on the porch behind me like it hadn’t gotten the message. “And my room?”
Evelyn tilted her head like she was explaining something obvious. “Well, honey, Chloe needed the master suite. She’s been under a lot of stress.”
I nodded once. “So, where am I sleeping?”
Richard answered. “The basement is available. Or you can head back to the barracks on base. Might be easier with your schedule anyway.”
An unfinished basement with a cold concrete floor, or return to base like deployment had never ended. Those were my options.
“We just thought it made more sense,” Evelyn said smoothly. “You’re single. You’re gone half the time. You don’t need all this space.”
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