Around the World in 80 Men Boxed Set 31-35 by Rebecca Ratliff

finger up and Morgan nodded. It was overwhelming. She wanted to
cry, she wanted to laugh, she wanted to sit down on that dirty floor
and look at pictures of how it used to be. It was a mix of emotions.
Everything was still there. Every last thing.
    “I
don't even know what to say. I thought I lost this forever.”
Finally, the tears fell and she wiped them quickly. She wanted to see
her old bedroom, and climbed the stairs slowly, closing her eyes at
each familiar creek. It all brought her back to that time in her
life.
    As
she reached the top, she was nearly out of breath, but she managed to
walk the rest of the way to her room. Her body still had a dull ache,
but it had become more of an annoyance than anything. She knew, one
day she would wake up and not even feel the pain anymore.
    “ I'm
going to go out on a limb and say this was your room?” Cade
followed her and grabbed her arm as she leaned against the door frame
to catch her breath.
    “ Yep.”
They shared a quick smile, then scanned the room. “It's all
here.” Everything she had not been able to put in her suitcase,
sitting in the same spot she left it. Her pink and white bed set was
still perfectly made. Dusty, but made. Her jewelry box still sat on
one corner of her dresser and a tiny glass bear sat on the other. Her
ceiling still had glow in the dark stars on it, and her boombox sat
beside her bed. Morgan shook her head and walked out of the room. She
couldn't believe it, no matter how hard she tried. .
    “ What
are you doing?” Cade followed Morgan back down the stairs and
out the front door.
    “ Going
shopping. If you must follow me, then you're going to help.”
Morgan looked over her shoulder, and her smile told Cade there was a
long day ahead of them. Perhaps many days.
    Morgan
spent the next six hours, going from store to store, gathering
everything she needed to make the house a home again. From cleaners
to home decor, she bought all she could think of, and then some.
    “ I
want to have the outside painted, and the porch redone. I can have
them do that when I'm traveling!” Morgan was talking to herself
more than anything, but the ideas of everything she wanted to do
brought her more happiness than she'd felt in weeks. Ever since Angel
had to go back to Rio four weeks prior, Julianne had tried her best
to keep Morgan happy and on the right track, but... “Angel!”
She placed two full paper bags on the steps and almost ran back to
the car where her phone was.
    “ Morgan,
I think we should get this stuff unloaded and call it a night. You
need to rest, and...”
    “ It's
only four o'clock.” She placed her hands on her hips. “If
you want to go, I'm not keeping you here.” No, she wasn't. But
Julianne was. Not that he minded, he just really did care for her
well being, and knew she was pushing it. Morgan grabbed her phone out
of her purse and sat down on the step next to the bags. If anyone
knew how to design a home, it was her best friend.
    Angel
answered the phone on the second ring, and Morgan quickly explained
the situation. “I'll clean it all, I just need your expert
opinion on...everything.” Morgan looked around the property.
Everything was overgrown, the flowers had died and weeds covered the
driveway. Gran had taken such amazing care of her yard, and it
saddened Morgan to see it so out of control. I'll make it
beautiful again. For you, Gran.
    Morgan
sat on the porch of her home, watching a Bluejay hop through the
yard, and her mind went to Costa Rica and the birds that she'd seen
there. She smiled, remembering the beautiful day that she'd spent
with, Anthony. It was that moment that her heart broke free of the
torment that had kept her nearly paralyzed.
    She
thought of Costa Rica, without thinking of Carlos. She had memories
of a client, and it made her happy. She had Cade on the porch,
watching over her because Julianne and he both cared about her.
Morgan looked down at the new charm on her wrist, and brought it to
her lips. She