Bring Him Home
““That’s the tools sorted,” he said to Claire. “A sweep-out and the garage is done.” She was sitting on the wooden floor in the living room, taping up the last of the boxes destined for the bach. Only the furniture going into storage remained and the movers would pick it up this afternoon.
She started almost guiltily and picked up the tape. “Oops,” she said. “You caught me slacking off.”
“It’s been a long morning.” He hesitated. From the kitchen came the bang of a cupboard door where Ellie was scrubbing out shelves. Even from here, he could smell the cleaning products. “You okay?”
“Fine,” she reassured him, pulling tape along the box. “I’ve been moving on for a while.”
There were dents in the carpet from the coffee table, pinholes in the wall left by the picture hooks and a couple of scuff marks on the skirting board from a ball or skateboard. A good house, a family house.
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