Across the narrow side street sat a little yellow house, like a cheerful sunbeam at the edge of a tiny grove of stunted trees. The shutters were white, as was the narrow strip of porch. There were flowers there, too, in a happy dance of bright summer colors.

It sat back from the road on a neat square of lawn with trees tucking it into shade and dappled sunlight.

“Is this your house?” Nell asked.

“Yes. For the moment.” Jingling the keys, Mia walked up the flagstone path. “I bought it last spring.”

Had been compelled to, Mia remembered. An investment, she’d told herself. Though she, a businesswoman down to the bone, had done nothing so far about renting it out. She’d waited, just as, she understood, the house had waited.

She unlocked the front door, stepped back. “It’s been blessed.”

“Excuse me?”

Mia only nodded. “Welcome.”

The furnishings were sparse. A simple sofa that desperately needed re-covering, a deep-cushioned chair, a scatter of tables.

“Bedrooms on either side, though the one to the left is more suited to an office or study. The bathroom’s minute, but charming, and the kitchen’s been modernized and should do very well. It’s straight back. I’ve worked on the gardens, but they need more care. There’s no AC, but the furnace works. Still, you’ll be glad the fireplace works as well come January.”

“It’s wonderful.” Unable to resist, Nell wandered, poking her head in the main bedroom where a pretty bed with a white iron headboard stood. “Like a fairy cottage. You must love living here.”

“I don’t live here. You do.”

Nell turned back, slowly. There was Mia, in the center of the little room, her hands cupped together with the keys in her palm. Light beamed through the two front windows and seemed to set her hair to flame.

“I don’t understand.”

“You need a place, I have a place. I live on the cliffs. I prefer it there. This is your place, for now. Don’t you feel it?”

She only knew she felt happy, and full of nerves at the same time. And that the moment she’d stepped into the house, she’d wanted to stretch and settle, very much like the cat in the sunshine.

“I can stay here?”