Summer POV

“There, it’s like a brand new place!” I said after adding the new pillows on the new lounge chairs.

Ezra was trying to set up the new TV. We replaced everything except for the paint. The things would erase the memories but maybe they would trick my mind for a while.

“I feel like steak tonight,” Ezra said.

“Don’t you ever want to try something different like pawns?”

He raised his brow questioningly. “Why would I want to when a medium-rare steak is available?” ...