“You did an incredible job, Nathan,” I said.

“Your father was a smart man to build it modular,” Nathan said, looking at his clipboard. “He knew that land was the real value here.”

“He always told me to protect the dirt,” I said.

“Well, you did,” Nathan said. “The utility caps are secure. The site is clean.”

He tipped his hat and walked toward his truck, leaving me alone on the property.

I walked over to the edge of the concrete slab.

I stood where our living room used to be, looking out over the valley.

The view of the Austin skyline in the distance was perfectly clear now.

The house had blocked it for ten years.

I pulled my phone from my pocket and unlocked the screen.

I opened my social media app and clicked on Chloe’s profile.

She had posted a photo ten minutes ago.

It was a picture of the beach in Maui, but she and Dylan weren’t smiling.

They were standing several feet away from Valerie, who was posing in a bright pink sun hat.

Chloe had captioned it: *Suns out, fake smiles out.*