Chapter 35
Hana woke early after a restless night filled with worry. She made a number of decisions before she got out of bed, giving herself ready distractions and making life bearable.
She rang the mobile number on the roofer’s quote just after seven, greeted by a cheery male voice. “Yeah, sure. We can start this afternoon. There’s a halt on our other job.”
“That doesn’t sound good.” Hana pursed her lips and watched her neighbour drag his rubbish bin to the curb, reminding her it was bin day.
“It isn’t,” the man retorted. “The bank foreclosed.”
Hana winced. “Good timing then.”
“Sure is. I’ll see you at the house later. We own our own scaffolding so we’ll get started, then talk about a deposit.”
Hana glanced down at the quote in her hand. “I can talk about it now.”
The roofer chuc
