Before the hour was past, another pickup drove in and a younger brother, Josh, as he introduced himself, hopped out to help finish the sunroom. He was about twice the size of Adam, a blond giant of a man, with an open and pleasant expression on his face. Up and down the stairs the two of them went, carrying out the table saw and odds and ends of leftover lumber, then bringing in the rest of the cabinets. With both of them working, we had a double dose of hammering, which I bore stoically because it meant that things were moving along. They gave me a full day’s work with no stopping except for lunch, which had been brought from home, even though Lillian invited them to our table. “Mr. Adam say thank you all the same,” Lillian said as she came back downstairs, “but his mama fix meat loaf san’wiches an’ they jus’ stick with that.” “Well, we tried,” I said, sitting down to a fruit salad. Just as I finished, the telephone rang. I answered it and heard Hazel Marie say without taking a breath, “The sheriff’s coming, Miss Julia!
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