Chapter 6
Bennett tilted his head toward the gaping hole in Ivy’s ceiling. “Tape it up for now?”
“After we remove the soggy material,” Forrest said. “Reed can measure the opening and cut a length of plastic sheeting to cover it.”
“Sure, Dad.” Reed snapped off a steel measuring tape from his work belt.
Forrest picked up his tools. “Allow for plenty of overhang.”
Bennett smoothed his hand onto Ivy’s shoulder. She’d been through a lot in the last day.
“That should abate that musty odor,” Forrest said to Ivy, who sat on a bench watching her brother and nephew.
Ivy nodded. “Sure, okay.”
Ivy’s voice sounded flat, and Bennett was worried about her. Paisley had left this morning after cocooning herself in one of the old maids’ rooms near his apartment over the garage. He couldn’t believe I
