going up to watch Logan put Tia to bed but now there wasn’t a suitcase in sight.
Before she could ask about it, Hadley said, “I took your things out to the apartment—I thought I’d save you guys that much.”
“Thanks.” This from Logan.
To Meg, Hadley said, “I think you’ll love the apartment. I know I do. Logan put a lot of his own personal touches on it—and in it. He did everything but the plumbing and electrical work himself. He designed the cutest kitchen table, the couch and easy chairs are his, and the bed is one of his signature pieces, too.”
“I can’t wait to see it,” Meg answered honestly, pretending not to notice how uncomfortable his sister’s praise was making Logan.
“No reason to wait,” he said then, as if he were in a hurry to get out of the situation. “Come on, I’ll show it to you.”
“I left the door unlocked,” Hadley called as they headed for the rear of the house.
Still, Meg saw Logan grab a set of keys from one of the countertops as they passed through the dated but clean kitchen space. “These are yours,” he told her, handing them to her. “There’s a key to the apartment, keys to the front and back door of this house, and one that will get you into the barn. The only thing you don’t have a key to is Chase’s place, but I didn’t think you’d ever need that,” he explained.
“I know this place belonged to the Ludwigs before I left Northbridge,” she said as Logan held the back door for her and she stepped into the warm summer evening air. “Did you buy the whole farm?”
“What was left of it to buy,” Logan said, following her out. “Chase—Chase Mackey, I don’t know if you knew or remember him…”
“The name is familiar but that’s about it. He was your age, too, right? I was kind of oblivious to you all.”
“Yeah, Chase is the same age as me. He’s my business partner. And like a brother to me. Anyway, we bought the property that was left after most of it had been sold off in parts. I guess after old man Ludwig died his kids put the farm as a whole on the market. But when there were no buyers they started selling off parcels of land to the surrounding farms. The house, the garage, the barn and the four acres they sit on were harder to move. But they just happened to meet our needs—personal and business—so Chase and I bought them,” Logan explained as they crossed the backyard.
“I can tell the house has been freshly painted inside and out—”
“It didn’t need much more work than that. But the garage and the barn are a different story,” Logan said with a nod at the garage as they approached it. “The lower level of the garage will still be garage, but we added the apartment—that wasn’t there at all originally. The barn will house our work- and showrooms, plus Chase and I have been putting a loft apartment in the upper half of that for him.”
The garage and the barn were side by side behind the house—the barn directly behind it, the garage off to the left at the end of the driveway that veered around the farmhouse. Not much distance separated any of it and they’d reached the garage where a whitewashed wooden staircase ran up one side to a private entrance to the apartment.
Logan motioned for Meg to go ahead of him. At the landing she opened the door and went in without waiting for him to do the honors. Hadley had left a table lamp on, so Meg’s first glimpse of the place was well lit and as Logan came in after her, she said, “This is beautiful!”
And it was. Every detail from the oak cupboards to the chair rails to the hardwood floors to the one wall that was painted a rustic red shouted class and taste and attention to detail. It was so much more than a thrown-together garage apartment—which was what Meg had been afraid it might be.
“I’m glad you like it,” Logan responded simply,humbly, but in a way that made Meg think that he genuinely was glad he’d pleased her.
But she told herself she