”
“Town officers came by. Handyman packed up. Your son and his wife left after a long conversation and no paperwork.”
“Was there damage?”
“No. Door’s fine. New lock held.”
That sentence brought me more satisfaction than any revenge fantasy could have.
New lock held.
“Thank you,” I said.
“Arthur does good work.”
“Yes,” I said. “He does.”
Julian and Vanessa returned continue reading …
