Hannah's List (Blossom Street #7)(100)

"Uh-uh. We can't leave Harvey," she said firmly. She broke away and leaned back just far enough to study me. "I'll paint the house any color you want except white."

"I like white," I protested. "But you're right about Harvey."

"Green, then."

"I am not living in a green house."

"You really should give red and yellow a chance. You'd get used to it."

"No, I won't." I wanted her to understand that I had my limits.

"Okay, I'll paint it white, but I won't like it and neither will my cats. They missed you, by the way."

"Sure they did." If they missed anything it was sleeping on my chest and digging their claws into me in the middle of the night just to see how loud I'd yelp.

"I want babies," Macy said. "Lots of babies."

"We'll negotiate that."

"Girls first. Two, I think, and then boys."

"We generally don't have a say in which comes first-- boys or girls."

"Oh, right."

I smiled. Hannah's list had led me here. To Macy and the life we'd have together.

Hannah must be looking down on us right now, laughing that delighted laugh of hers and giving us her blessing.