Brookes pov:
*one week later*
Everything is packed up and we are waiting for our moving truck to come so we can get everything out and head to our new home. I am so exited! Finally get to own my own house with that lovely dork I call my husband that I love so very much.
About thirty minutes later the truck backs up to the house, and we start loading the boxes in. We take turns bringing boxes out so the baby isn't alone, and its done in no time. The truck driver closes the back hatch and we each get in our own cars and head to the new house with the truck driver following behind us.
We get to the house and unload every thing putting it in the porch, so we can unpack tomorrow. By the time this is done its about 8:30 pm, so Dylan drags our mattress into the living room and sets up the make shift bed for tonight and we put the baby's crib next to the bed. We both sit down on the mattress with Ryleigh laying on her back, playing with her nook.
"You hungry?" Dylan asks. "Starving" I say laughing a little, "okay, lets go get something to eat." he say I smile and get up, I grab Ryleigh and set her in her car seat and buckle her in then lay her blanket over her. I slip on my shoes and my coat and grab the baby walking out the car. I hook the car seat in and get in the front waiting for Dylan to come out.
YOU ARE READING
We Made It (dylan obrien)
Randomsequel to Will We Make It? (if you haven't read that yet.. I recommend you do.) The rest of Brookelles and Dylan's story.
