to demand that we get outdoors for at least part of the day. I couldn’t blame him at all.
I looked down at him and smiled. Toby knew, after spending so many months with me, that this particular lift of the corner of my mouth signaled the end of my work and the start of him getting some real attention. He began running around the room like a mad man, spinning in circles around my feet and doing a pretty effective job at herding me out of the tower room.
The pup ran down the steps in front of me, stopping and pausing at each landing as he waited for me to catch up. The moment I reached him, he would take off once again. When we were finally down the stairs, I looked at him as I always did and pointed one finger at each end of the castle.
“Which is it today, Toby? The front or the back.”
The front, as Toby knew, meant a nice long walk around the front grounds of the castle; the back, a game of fetch. He barked and took off toward the front door.
“A walk it is then.”
I laughed and paused by the front door to slip on my shoes before reaching for the handle. When I pulled the door open, I looked down expecting Toby to run ahead of me at full speed. Instead, he walked slowly out the door while wagging his tail rapidly before he stopped and sniffed at a pair of tiny shoes standing just outside the doorway. I’d been so focused on Toby that I didn’t notice the boy until I saw his shoes.
“Well, hello. Did you knock? I am so sorry. I’ve been upstairs working so I didn’t hear you if you did. Can I help you with something?”
Only then, as I looked up from his shoes and into his face, did I notice that he carried a large suitcase in one hand.
“Hi there. Is it okay if I come in? This bag is awfully heavy. I packed a bunch of my dinosaurs to play with. I don’t get to play with them much at home ’cause people start asking questions and then I get kinda tongue-tied.”
Baffled, I leaned my head out of the doorway to see if any sort of parental figure appeared to be accompanying him. When I saw no one, I stepped aside and allowed him to enter. Cagair Castle wasn’t the sort of place someone just walked up to accidentally. He didn’t have the wrong address. If he was here, there was a reason for it, but as I watched him walk inside, I didn’t have the slightest idea what it could be.
I tried to keep my expression approachable, but I could feel how tightly my brows were pinched. The child acted like I should be expecting him, when in truth, I’d never been more confused by anything in my entire life.
“Why would people question you for playing with your toys? Don’t most kids do that?”
His eyes widened like I’d caught him in a lie, and he sat the suitcase down almost immediately before extending his little hand toward me. He looked up at me with beautiful green eyes, long, dark lashes that made me envious, and a smattering of adorable freckles across his cheeks. I smiled and took his hand gladly.
“See? Just like that. I’m a good thinker. Everybody says so, but sometimes, I just can’t keep up with all the craziness and I say something that brings on the questions. Just never mind about the dinosaurs. My name is Cooper, we’re here to rent the castle.”
“You’re here to rent the castle?” I reached for my phone on instinct, immediately suspecting that I would find some sort of last minute message from Tracy. It would be just like her to plan something like this without telling me. Still, the castle wasn’t finished and although she hadn’t seen it herself, Tracy knew that it would be months before Aiden’s construction crew no longer lingered around the castle finishing their work. I couldn’t imagine her renting the place out to guests before it reached completion.
“Um...yeah, aren’t you Trisha or Tracy or Tiffany? I don’t remember for sure, but I know Aunt Jane said she’d talked to somebody whose name started with a T .”
As if she’d heard