Chapter 60

Shopping with Matt was fun. They dropped the kites and toys in her car before walking hand in hand to the antiques mall across the street. It was a huge, old feed store that had been converted so numerous dealers each had areas for their wares. Consequently, the place was piled high with junk and treasures. Summer loved poking around in here because she spotted something new every time, even if she hardly ever bought anything. Her tiny apartment was already overflowing. Seeing the place through Matt's eyes was even more enlightening. He had an appreciation for craftsmanship and vintage technology that she hadn't known about from her - their - dreams. She watched him examine antique tools and machinery with a connoisseur's eye.

"There's an old workshop in the garage of my house," he said absently. "Maybe later I'll get to building or fixing up things on my own."

"I imagine you'd be good at anything you try." Oops! She hadn't intended to say that out loud.

"Thanks." He dropped a kiss