CHAPTER 15
Lincoln opened his eyes, the sound of far off knocking waking him from a deep sleep. He blinked a few times before remembering that he wasn’t in his bed, but in the wide hammock on his deck. He’d decided to sleep there last night because of the smell in the house. He had conducted a polyurethane test on the beautiful Mackay cedar flooring the day before, to make sure all was good before he refinished the entire surface.
“Wake up!” Luke hollered as he knocked on the front door.
“I’m back here,” Lincoln called out, his voice cracking with sleep. He gripped the sides of the hammock with both hands and turned, sitting up on the edge of it.
A few moments later Luke popped his head around the corner of the house. “What’s for breakfast?”
“Keep your voice down. You’ll wake the neig
