Chapter 11
It was almost evening by the time Cal found a few minutes to check the mail. He smiled at Mrs. Hennessey, who was busy watering her flowers. He was tired and didn’t feel like making small talk, but it would be rude to ignore her. He smiled and waved.
Mrs. Hennessey stood up and fixed her sharp gaze on him. “I see you had the plumbers here. I hope there isn’t a problem.”
Cal walked to the edge of the driveway where their properties met. “It looks like I need to have the sewer line replaced.”
She shook her head, whether in sympathy or admonishment Cal didn’t know. “It’s such a shame that house has been let go for so long. Your mother always loved it. I guess your father just wasn’t up to caring for it the last few years.”
“I should have been here more to help. But it should a
