Chapter Three
THE GENERAL CONTRACTOR Bev hired by phone is still working on another project, but no worries there. According to Bev, their first priorities are power and plumbing.
Cate boils water over the campfire for tea. No milk, but she’ll survive. They’re supposed to be roughing it, after all.
Her short hair is still a tad wet after last night’s dunk in the tank.
How can Bev be so chipper on a chilly morning like this? Already up and at ‘em while Cate sits fireside in flannel pyjamas, hugging her tea, warm blanket folded over her shoulders.
Is it too much to ask to wake up indoors?
“There you are!” a man calls out from the top of the path. He’s standing just where Cate had felt someone hovering last night. Had this guy been spying on them?
“Hey, you must be the electricia
