“He took his shoes off when he came inside,” I explain to Tim during our meeting the next day. “Is that weird?”
Tim shrugs. “It seems polite. What’s he doing today while you’re not home?”
It’s actually snowing out today, even though it’s supposed to go back up to 40 by the end of the week. I hadn’t considered that Isaac would be standing around outside all day in the snow at my house. “Hm. Doesn’t he go into his office to do…math or whatever?”
Tim scowls, thinking. “I don’t know. Want me to call my contact at Beltane and ask what’s typical?” I open my mouth to protest, but Tim already has his phone out. “Mick! Yeah, hey. Tim Stag. Yes, I know you know. I’m fine. Yep, kids are fine. Having a third soon!” I tune him out while they get through the small talk portion of their conversatio
