Over the next two days, Audrey did not rush to reopen the shop.
The place had been wrecked. Half the tables and chairs were broken, tools were scattered everywhere, and even the front door hung loose on its hinges. She hired a few artisans and worked alongside them to put everything back together.
Every day, the moment Damian finished his duties, he came straight to her side. Whenever she climbed a ladder, he stood beneath her with both arms raised, ready to catch her. Whenever she bent down to pick something up, he rushed over and handed it to her first. Whenever sweat gathered on her brow, he wiped it away with care, then brought her a cup of water to drink.
Nora Wills, the elderly neighbor who had come to help sweep up, watched the two of them move in quiet harmony. A grin spread acr
