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overhear the conversation taking place outside.
    It wasn't that he disliked Carrie; it was just that the woman she had grown into was nothing like the little girl he'd played tag with in the past. She'd followed in her mother's footsteps and had become the main source of gossip in the neighborhood.
    Matt didn't appreciate gossip, especially since he expected to be the topic of it more often than not. Nothing ever happened in Gartcosh that was worth talking about, so why not discuss the crazy guy who never left home?
    The two women glanced over in Matt's direction, Leah with what looked like the subtlest of smiles on her face while Carrie's expression was hard with suspicion. Were they talking about him?
    Leah finished loading her things into the backseat of her little car, while Carrie kept loitering around. Matt breathed a sigh of relief when Leah finally sat in the driver's seat and left.
    He should remember to tell her to be cautious around Carrie. Whatever she told her would be shared with the whole village soon after. That woman had no sense of boundaries.
    Carrie glanced over at him one last time then turned around to head back home. Matt also let go of the curtain and prepared himself for a productive day ahead. Hopefully, come nightfall, there'd be more conversation to look forward to. He'd be ready just in case.

    It had only been a couple of days since the move, but Leah was starting to feel at home already. The place was perfect, just big enough to be able to house all her supplies as well as stock, yet small enough to be cozy for just one person.
    Leah turned the key with a smile on her face and admired her new living room. Everything was set up just how she wanted it. All the boxes were unpacked, all the paintings hung and framed pictures lined up on the mantle. If her dad could see the place right now, he'd be proud.
    She glanced down at the phone in her hand. She'd been carrying the thing around all day obsessively, hoping for a message from Matt. A bit needy perhaps?
    Still, she hadn't imagined the two nights in a row that they'd spent exchanging stories and random thoughts. It was nothing like her previous relationship, which had been with a man who had the emotional maturity of a clam. Matt was different.
    Perhaps it was that they were communicating in writing, which made the two of them open up so much more than they might have in person. They'd shared stories of past loves and other things she'd never told anyone she'd only just met, especially not a guy. Perhaps they'd found it easy to connect because they'd both grown up in a single-parent household?
    Body language was a wonderful, yet often distracting thing. It was interesting to do without it for a while. In the case of a guy like Matt, who was unnervingly handsome in person, it was probably a good thing she couldn't see him while "talking" to him.
    Ever since Leah had started her online business, the ding of her phone would get her just a little bit excited. It could be a customer enquiry, or better yet, a new order. But none of that could compare to the thrill she felt when she saw a new message from Matt. He definitely had made an impact, though she couldn't be sure that feeling was mutual.
    In fact, there came another message, the first one of the day: "Had a good day?"
    Leah smiled as she typed out her response. "Yes indeed. Getting the hang of the local geography. Did you know there's a charming little antique shop right there by the village green? It's so cute I nearly died."
    Leah carried her purchases, mostly groceries, into the kitchen and waited.
    "No kidding? Isn't that where the post office used to be?" Matt replied.
    She shook her head and let out a chuckle.
    "You need to get out more. It's next door to the post office." As soon as she'd sent her response, Leah's heart sank. Did she honestly just write that to him? Oh, crap.
    "You're funny. Maybe next time. ;-)" Thank God, he hadn't taken offense. Leah breathed a sigh of relief. Perhaps