Here We Come (Aggie's Inheritance) Read Online Free

He just said he loved me. He does that now, you know.
    Libby says: I didn’t know for sure, but I suspected.
    Aggie says: Well, I tried to say I loved him too, but he drove off even before I had a chance to shut the door, much less…
    Libby says: My Luke is distracted right now. That is very unlike him and dangerous. But you went over to the house. There wasn’t a chance there?
    Aggie says: *blush* I sort of lost all intelligible thought after he
    made one of his startling comments.
    Libby says: Something tells me I shouldn’t ask what it was, so I won’t. I won’t promise not to wonder, though.
    Aggie says: Ask him. I don’t care if he doesn’t.
    Libby says: I just might do that. I just might.
    Libby says: You know, Aggie. My Luke is going to love to hear these stories of your attempts to share your heart. They will be very special to him once…
    Aggie says: Once we’re engaged?
    Libby says : It seems so presumptuous to say that, but yes.
    Aggie says : Well, I’m a presumptuous kind of gal, I suppose. I fully
    expect to be his wife someday—if he’ll ever ask. Well, ask for real. I suppose technically he already has by informing me that he intends to. Sort of.
    Libby says: His sisters are going to be merciless. They’re bad enough now.
    Aggie says: It’ll do him good. Mom says nothing makes a man of a man than enduring good natured teasing regarding his heart.
    Libby says: I suspect your father was in earshot.
    Aggie says: How did you guess? *giggle*
    Libby says: I really would love to chat some more, but I’m developing a nasty headache. I think I should go to bed.
    Aggie says: Oh, do! Feel better! Night!
    Libby says: Before I go, will you do me a favor?
    Aggie says: Anything!
    Libby says: Convince Luke to do his tile shopping on Sunday. It’ll have been a full week of hard work at that point. He’ll need a break, but my Luke won’t take one unless forced to. He has a lot riding on this house
    Aggie says: I’ll try. Tina isn’t going to see her father after all, so maybe she and William will take the kids out for pizza after church.
    Libby says: Thank you, Aggie. Goodnight.
    Aggie says: G’night.
     

Chapter Two
     
    Over the Highway and…
     
    Thursday, November 27 th
     
    Aggie’s heart was heavy as she neared Yorktown. She missed him—much more than she’d expected. Even late night chats had been limited to a couple of text messages . Each day he got up early, ate a cold breakfast, tore out the damaged walls, floors, or cabinetry, cleaned it up, and tried to install it all over again. They went shopping once, she helped with the tiling for a couple of hours, but most of the work was left to Luke and Laird—something Aggie imagined would become a frequent occurrence in their lives . Someday. She’d also received a couple of tender notes, but otherwise, Luke had been noticeably, painfully absent.
    The din rose in the van, reminding her to pay attention to the road. “Ok, you guys, that’s enough roughhousing back there. Settle down and put your stuff away. We’re almost to Grandma Millie’s house.”
    With t hat chaos tamed, Aggie refocused her attention back on the road. Though she’d looked forward to dinner in her childhood home with family she hadn’t seen in months, she already missed what seemed to be the rest of her family. Both Luke and his mother had declined the invitation to join the Milliken-Stuart clan in Yorktown for Thanksgiving dinner.
    As Aggie turned onto her parents’ street, she saw that Christmas decorations were already making a show in several yards. There was fierce competition amongst the men on Lafayette Drive. For decades , they’d tried to outdo each other’s decorative efforts , including one man’s miniature city designed out of wire and blue and white lights.
    The moment her foot applied the brakes in front of the house, children spilled from the van and tore across the front yard into the house. Anxious to get inside, Aggie crawled between the seats to