Chapter 36
Hana climbed the steep driveway to Culver’s Cottage, the truck whining with the effort as the floor sander clunked in the boot. At the top of the incline, she stopped to survey the house, noting parts of the rusty roof already covered with a large, multi-coloured parachute. The builder met her on the porch. “We’ll need access to the house, but not for a few days. We got heaps done today from the outside.”
“That’s great, thank you.” Hana’s brow knitted in worry. “It feels daunting.” She dug a spare key from her jeans pocket.
“Na.” The builder took it, his gaze on a man climbing the scaffold with a length of wood on one shoulder. “Once the joists are strengthened, we’ll get yer new roof on. It’ll look amazing. It’s nice to see these old places getting some love.” He gave Hana a
