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up to his looks.
    Nora had called the police, but it seemed like it was taking them a long time to respond.  Harper looked at their boxes in the kitchen.  Some pots and pans, silverware and dishes. Not much.
     
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    From the moment Harper had laid eyes on Bradford she had fallen in love with him.  They were just starting out, she and Bradford; they’d just gotten engaged a few months ago.  He’d even given her a small diamond ring that looked straight out of Tiffany’s, although she didn’t know where the money had come from to buy such a beautiful piece of jewelry.  They hadn’t set a date for the wedding yet.  They wanted to find a place of their own first, someplace they could call their home.
    They’d been living at his father’s house for weeks, but Bradford said they deserved a place of their own, someplace where they could raise a family.  He and his dad weren’t very good friends.  Bradford didn’t trust him at all with her, making sure that the lock on his bedroom door worked so when he was gone she could wait in there, safe from his father’s wandering eyes.  It didn’t help that Bradford’s dad was a drunk. He’d sit, day after day, opening can after can of Bud, watching people on the television and swearing.  He scared her.  Whenever she would leave Bradford’s room when he wasn’t home to go and use the bathroom or something, she could always feel the older man’s eyes on her, with a look that a lot of her mother’s old boyfriends used to give her.
    Now they were in this house that was going to be their home, and she felt like she was living a dream, safe from everyone and with the love of her life.  They had discussed having a family early on in their relationship, and she knew what a great dad Bradford would be, with their children never wanting for anything.
    “Baby, choose some names for our little ones, as soon as we make this home ours, I don’t want us to wait to look before we start trying for our first baby.  I want us to fill the whole house with laughter of children.  What’s the matter?” Bradford had thought Harper would be happy at his words, and couldn’t understand the look of fear on her face.
    “Just how many are you thinking of having?  I don’t want to be pregnant for the next five or six years,” Harper looked at Bradford, who laughed, and she started to relax.
    “Babe, I want as many as you want.  You know me, I just get carried away.  If we only have two that will be enough for me, but I would like to have a house full. Yeah, I know it’s your body so you get to choose,” Harper felt at ease, she knew how much Bradford wanted a big family, but was happy he was letting her choose how many kids they had.  He truly was the most caring person in the world.
     
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    There were more boxes in the basement, clothes and books, mostly.  And some furniture.  A desk, a dresser, their bed and a little round kitchenette table.  They had found a bunch of stuff at garage sales, and the bed was from a friend’s house.  The friend’s dad had been passed out when they took it. 
    “Listen, Mrs. Donnelly.  I don’t know what the misunderstanding is.  This guy we communicated with said we were welcome to stay here.  You know, like tenants,” Bradford was staying calm.  He’d said that was the secret.  The cops wouldn’t do anything to anyone who wasn’t committing a crime.  So don’t make threats, don’t yell or get abusive.  Just be nice.  “We’ve already got our bed set up.”  As Harper watched Nora, she knew she was going to seriously lose it at any moment.
    “Your bed ?”  Nora wasn’t taking it well.
    “How dare you come into my home and put items of your furniture in my home!  How you think you are going to get away with this is beyond me,”
    “I think you will find when most people move into their new home they purchase their own furniture to make the place more homey.  When we viewed the property we were told