Lurch stepped back and looked at the new tiles with a critical eye. It had been a long time since he’d done any tile work and he was out of practice. The drywall had been no problem, though the tape and mud had taken longer to dry than he was used to. There was more humidity and less heat here than in Arizona.
“Are you satisfied, or do we have to rip it out and start again?” Watt asked as he stepped into the room.
Lurch had only made them do that once, because the wall had been so badly repaired it would have taken more time to fix rather than start over.
“It’s not perfect but it will do.” The new tiles were a slightly different color than the ones they’d replaced. Though the difference was from age, light exposure, and wear because he’d used tiles from an existing box that they’d found
