Her young brother-in-law, Rafael, gave her a sheepish grin as he slowed down the big green beast, lowering the front bucket just slightly to reveal another load of shingles. “Sorry. Didn’t see you there.” She resisted making a smart-ass comment about his driving, instead shaking a finger at him before scooping up the buckets she needed to return to the horse lean-to. The excursion took her far enough away that on the return trip she paused to admire the cabin, now clearly visible all at one time. The area was a beehive of construction. The Coleman clan had come out in full force to help with a modified barn-raising—or at least the older boys and their wives were all in attendance. They’d taken a Saturday break from their springtime chores to help her and Gabe add onto the little cabin where they’d been living for just over a year and a half. The exterior walls had been vertical within an hour of them starting, the roof shortly after that.
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