“It has running water inside.”
“Winnie.”
“I am currently establishing the facts.”
Involuntarily, the corner of his mouth twitched.
This only irritated me further.
“Don’t smile.”
“I am not.”
“You are.”
“It was almost a smile.”
I looked at the ramp again.
So I said quietly, “Is it because of me?”
His expression changed.
All humor has disappeared.
He lowered his eyes to his hands.
Traces of the same yellow paint were found under a fingernail.
“Wendell.”
He cleared his throat.
“Come in.”
I didn’t move.
He nodded in the direction of my shoes.
“You’re standing on gravel in those church shoes, and if you twist your ankle while questioning me, it will give the impression that this whole project was poorly planned.”
“I’m not asking any questions.”
“You drove for forty minutes
