Chapter 8
Cleaning the rest of the house filled Cody with dread, until Candy suggested to simply start in the attic and work their way down. It took them a full day, with small breaks in between, but at the end of it, the attic looked spic and span. Cody enjoyed working with Candy; they seemed to harmonize well. They talked about this and that, nothing deep or too personal, but it was pleasant nonetheless.
“Wow,” exclaimed Cody in awe as he looked around the attic space at the end of the day. His parents’ and his own belongings were neatly tucked away in boxes, the cobwebs were gone, the mouse droppings cleaned up. Cody had exchanged the light bulb, and Candy had put up a framed picture of Lake Muffin his father had taken with a delayed action release. It showed the three of them; Cody h
