Maggie said, her voice accusing. “What’s going on with you two?” “We’re working on a project for the city,” he said. She didn’t look convinced. “I didn’t realize we had plans today,” Trevor said. A roundabout way of asking her what she was doing there. “I was in town,” she said. “Thought I’d stop by and say hi.” She ran a hand through her hair. “I should’ve let you know before I came.” “No, it’s fine. Lilian’s making a big lunch for the guys. You should stay.” Even as he spoke, he knew his tone did not sound persuasive. Maybe he really was meant to be alone. He was no good at this relationship thing. The truth was, he was thankful Maggie had arrived when she did because having Evelyn in his wood shop threw him off. He craved the solace of this place —the place he came to think and wrestle with God. Evelyn reminded him of past regrets, things he’d prayed through long ago. Made him think maybe he had more work to do on closing a chapter he thought he’d already ended.
