take to get here.”
“That’s not an answer.”
Tommy grinned.
“You’re about to enjoy yourself.”
Tommy had worked for Grandpa nearly 20 years earlier.
Back then, he was a skinny 19-year-old who could barely cut crown molding without swearing.
Now he owned one of the largest residential carpentry companies in the county.
“What are you doing here?”
He pointed toward the house.
“They called me yesterday about another job upstairs.”
I blinked.
“They tried to stiff Grandpa and then called his former apprentice?”
“They didn’t know.”
Grandpa smiled.
“I taught
