Chapter Forty-FourA Week Later
“We'll need more tools from Fingles,” Wilf said as he puffed on his pipe. “Are you sure about this, Toby?”
The younger man nodded. “It's your home, Wilf. As you said, we can stay there until the other buildings are restored. We'll all muck in together. I've already discussed it with Dee. She is in agreement.”
“I give thanks and I am truly sorry for what evils you had to endure.” He looked out at the grey sea, smiling at the sight of the three girls who played on the stubbly grass. He turned towards the advancing couple. “Any luck?”
“Some,” Jake said, his dark hair ruffled by the breeze. “There is plenty still to salvage from Fingles. Toby did a good job of restoring some of Shetland, but with our help, we can have it looking like it once did.”
“That's go
