Searching for Harmony (Boston Love 1)

Pulling my head back, I stared at Sharp with a stunned expression. “Who the hell are you and what in the fuck did you do with Mitch?”

Throwing his head back, Sharp let out a rumbling laugh as we pulled up to the three-alarm fire. Stepping out of the truck, we both said, “Holy shit.”

Flames engulfed the building. Cap came walking up shouting orders. “Fourth floor there is a family trapped. Let’s move, people. Now!”

After getting on our breathing apparatus, we headed into the building. Smoke surrounded us as we made our way to the stairs. Stopping on the fourth floor, I thought I heard someone screaming. Yelling for Sharp, I pointed down the hall and quickly made my way to the last apartment on the left. Following our safety standards, we checked everything out before opening the door. Sharp and I quickly made our way around the apartment. The smoke was getting thicker from the fire on the floors above us. A woman with three small children was sitting in the corner trying to keep the kids’ mouths covered.

“We need to move fast. Cap said the structure is going,” Sharp shouted to me.

Looking down, I noticed the small little boy up next to his mother. My mind flashed back to Harmony’s accident as I stood there frozen.

Hitting me on the arm, Sharp yelled, “You’ve got to grab them, Preston! We need to get them out of here now!”

The ceiling caved in around us as Sharp grabbed the mom and one of the kids and started out of the building. Picking up the other two kids, I turned to follow when a large piece of the ceiling fell in front of us, trapping us in the room.

Hearing the screams of the mother on the other side, all I could think of was Harmony.

“The thought of losing someone else I love…it scares me to death.”

Chapter 21

Shattered Hearts

Harmony

Stepping off the ladder, I smiled at my work. “It’s perfect,” I whispered. I’d been painting since early that morning and I was exhausted. I wanted it finished before we went out to buy a Christmas tree, though.

The gray-blue walls in the hallway brightened up the whole living room. Maybe I should paint the whole place this color. It’s calming. Soothing. Yeah, that’s what it is. Soothing.

After heading into the kitchen for a drink, I attempted to wash the paint off my hands. “Good Lord, I’ve got more paint on me than I do on the walls.”

Picking up my phone to see if Preston had texted back, I sent him a text.

Me: Thinking about you. Love you.

When he didn’t respond, I let out a worried sigh. He must be on a call. My heart dropped slightly as I pushed away the worried feelings that were bubbling up inside me.

Walking into the living room, I was about to get back to painting when my doorbell rang. Heading over to the door, I looked to see who was there. When I saw Anne and Dan, Trey’s parents, standing at my door, I sucked in a breath of air.

What in the hell are they doing here?

I hadn’t seen them since I sold the house. Dan and Anne had signed the house over to me and told me to keep all of the equity made in the sale of the house. I had been made speechless by the gesture. When Dan told me it was the least he could do, I saw something in his eyes. I just couldn’t put my finger on it.

Pushing the intercom, I attempted to speak without having my voice crack. “Hey, Dan and Anne. Come on up.”

Holding my hands up, I tried to get them to stop shaking. Taking in a deep breath and plastering on a fake smile, I opened the door and greeted them.

“Anne, how are you? Dan, it’s so good to see you both.”

Anne kissed me on both cheeks and gave me a sweet smile. “Harmony, darling, I’ve missed you.”

Dan leaned over and kissed my cheek and gave me a wink. “Harmony, I love the place you settled on.”

Smiling, I looked around. The picture on the mantel caught my eye at the same time it caught Anne and Dan’s. Walking up to it, Anne picked it up and smiled as she ran her fingers across the glass.

“This was the last time the three of you were over at the house. Dan snapped this picture and sent it to Trey.”

Nodding, I softly spoke. “Trey gave it to me for Mother’s Day.”