ouse felt strangely quiet.

om asked, her hand on my arm.

fine," I said. "I just fin

him. I' m so proud of you, sweetheart. But a

al breakdown, that I might change my mind tomorrow. They didn' t understand that this wasn' t an

voice firm. "Ever. And I have a plan. A pl

ose I hadn't felt in years, not even in

her side of Asheville. It was a dusty, n

o

. He had entered the National Homebrewing Competition with a revolutionary recipe and won. His sudden fame gave him a platform, and he used it to tell the world how Liam had stolen e

man. And a g

and his t-shirt soaked with sweat. He was quiet, focused, and di

bly looked completely out of place

e asked, his voice lo

u Noah?"

d, his e

ns the Highland Hops Brewery,"

"Sponsor me

t, your ingredients. I' ll pay for you to get professionally certified, whatever you need. In return

mpletely baffled. "How

yeast strain you cultivate yourself from wild mountain blueberries. I know you have

placed by shock. No one knew thos

sked again, this time

change your life," I said. "And you' re t