“Gracias,” José said, smiling and nodding at Calvin.
Juan merely grunted before downing the tea in a couple of swallows.
“Thirsty work, especially in this heat,” Calvin observed.
“Si, señor,” José smiled and nodded again.
“I’ll leave the pitcher on the garden wall over there in the shade in case you need some more while I’m gone.”
“Gracias,” Pedro smiled.
“Thanks, darl…Calvin,” Brock said, hoping no one had noticed the slip.
“I’ll stop off at the garage while I’m out and ask Bill about your truck.”
“Okay, thanks.” Brock wanted to protest, but they had their agreement about not discussing it until Tuesday, and it wouldn’t look good arguing in front of the roofers.
“Shouldn’t be too long. I’ve left the door unlocked if you need the bathroom or anything.”
“Thanks.”
Brock smiled as
