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It was thirty minutes later when Caleb appeared, looking as though he had rolled in a pile of sawdust. His jeans and T-shirt were covered with sandy debris, and his shoes were encrusted with it. He said a general hello to everyone before dipping down to give me a kiss, sprinkling dust down on top of me and the couch.
"What happened to you?" I asked.
"There’s been another delay in construction. I'm trying to hurry the process along."
"You were helping the builders?"
He gave a nod, sending a dust storm down from his wavy caramel hair. "I'll take a quick shower and be right back."
I excused myself from the group and followed him down the hall to the bedroom. As soon as we were alone together, I asked, "Why was there another delay?"
"Half of the workers are out with the flu.”
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