Thankfully, winter was coming.
In Ashford, that would mean no construction work, as the ground froze, and it became hard to work most machinery. Besides, the ice just made everything dangerous.
In Kesteven, it meant we didn't have to break in the mid-day.
And also, very few calls for my day job.
I had already filled my minimum quota (I got most of the calls, as apparently they preferred to send me whenever the equipment was new. New, as in made during the last ten years. The people in the office didn't keep up with alchemy news).
But I was fully into my work in the company, pulling crazy hours, problem-solving, all the time on horse between the construction site, the county land registry (where I had to file all the paperwork), and home (where Joe was comfortably based, not wanting to
