Now that she realized Trent lived in the beautiful home she’d begun writing about, her mind wavered between creating a story and living the story.
“You could live here forever and feel wonderfully cared for, enveloped. I know it sounds crazy but it’s so timeless it’s as though centuries have passed from then until now, captured at this moment in time!”
“More than you’d think, but I design with the individual in mind and what they want. On occasion, my own vision creeps in but not often.”
Maggy picked up some dishes and carried them to the sink. She was captivated and she didn’t mind admitting it since it didn’t happen often.
Now the old diner was hers if she wanted it. Although it had maintained its character and must of the interior was in good condition, there were bits and pieces that required an overhaul.