Chapter Thirty-eight
Dark clouds threatened in the east. A sharp breeze smelled of moisture, and EJ hustled toward the barn. She and Charlie had been working on the stained-glass sign for Johnny forever, it seemed. She found that she enjoyed cutting the glass, even if it was challenging to get each piece exact without breaking it. The sliding door banged in the hanger as she tugged it open and slammed hard when she closed it. The office was doing service as her workshop, and soon, she was focused solely on her project.
EJ rolled the cutter across the china mark on the scarlet glass and then pulled the piece gently. The snap was satisfying, and she inspected the accuracy of the cut. Perfect. Charlie had been very specific that each piece fit the paper exactly or the gaps would make the le
