His room.

Jared keeps his fingers threaded through mine as we enter.

Jared’s room is tidy, but that doesn’t surprise me. It always was. A large queen-size bed is situated on a huge black shaggy rug. The moss green bedding drapes on either side of the bed. The furniture is antique, like the rest of the house. The wardrobe, nightstand, and dresser all match. Once again, I can’t stop the thought that it’s so far away from how we grew up.

Jared ...