(Cole)
The contractor arrived at seven fifty on Monday morning.
I had been in the study since seven. The shelving was gone. The desk was rotated. The walls were bare and waiting.
I let the contractor in and showed him through to the study and the sitting room. He walked both spaces quietly before making any notes.
"Accent wall first," he said.
"Yes," I said. "That's the instruction."
He nodded and went back to his van for the equipment.
I stood in the sitting room doorway and looked at the far wall.
Deep green on this wall only.
Lena had said it the first time she stood in this room. She said things once and meant them completely and they landed exactly where they were supposed to.
I heard a car in the driveway.
I didn't need to look to know who it was.
She came through the fro
