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When Quinn knocked at Meredith’s door on Sunday night, he was exhausted, but satisfied. It had been a long two days, with early starts and late finishes, but the building was renovated and ready for Cady and Meredith to begin the next stage.
He’d seen Cady around the work site on and off all weekend, but the amount of work was so extensive, he hadn’t been able to stop and talk for more than a minute or two at a time. He’d been pleased to see how Cady had knuckled under and helped, and immensely proud when he’d seen the quiet grace and strength she’d displayed and how she’d been careful to thank everyone involved.
It had been quite a turnout. Given they were a week out from Thanksgiving, and local ranchers were all deeply entrenched in prepping for winter, Quinn had expected to get so
