Chapter 59 – Proposition
Ed took the paint scraper she handed over, staring with increasing trepidation. "You need help… painting this… wall?"
The man beside him snorted. "She wants us to do the whole house."
He paled, glancing at steep sides that seemed to tower. Had he thought they looked faded? They were fine.
"Erm…," his brow knotted. "I don't know much about—."
She waved him away, toeing a sealed metal lid at her feet. "You'll be great. Bran can teach you."
Den wagged her tail in agreement.
A line appeared at Ed's jaw.
The mechanic sighed. She'd known exactly what to say.