the front porch of our new home eating strawberry ice cream.
It was smaller than the house we had left.
Three bedrooms instead of five.
No marble kitchen.
No custom staircase.
No expensive artwork.
I loved every inch of it.
Noah had rebuilt the porch railing.
Ethan installed a security system Sophie jokingly called “Fort Knox.”
Marcus helped me create a new budget.
Luke taught Sophie to ride her bicycle without training wheels.
Daniel came every Sunday and complained that nobody respected his grilling technique.
My brothers were loud.
They
