“Siding. You up for helping me with some rough sawn? The guy’s wife wants it stained a dark green.”
“Ooo! That’ll be pretty. Nice contrast with the corrugated roofing.”
“I thought so.”
He set out several pairs of sawhorses and laid out the rough-sawn planks while Heather stirred the stain and located brushes. As they fell into an easy rhythm, the last traces of anger and frustration faded away. Even the doubt that had been festering in his mind all week about whether or not Randall truly had been working for Zach couldn’t withstand the simple enjoyment he took from Heather’s company. Since he apparently couldn’t remember where and when he’d met Randall, there was no point in worrying about it. He couldn’t control what his cousin was or wasn’t doing, but building and selling this office,
