WHEN THE HOUSE finally cleared, Mom and I sat at the kitchen table and talked about how close we were to finding a solution. I"d asked Eric to stop by the shop after he"d studied his notes. He said he"d see me tomorrow. I asked Mom what she thought I could expect if Fritz came home.
WHEN THE HOUSE“What happens will be up to you. You know what"s happened here, but you have no idea what he"s been through. If you"re sure you want him back, then you"ll have a lot of apologizing and making nice to do, maybe for a long time. You both will need to get to know each other again.”
“What if he doesn"t want to?”
“Cross that bridge then, Linda. Worrying serves no purpose. You have work to do now, TJ, the shop…”
“And the house. I know. Thanks, Mom.”
The storms came as predicted on Thursday evening.
