“He’s not bothering, so if you want to make him cereal, or get your stuff unloaded, he can watch me work.”
“He’s not going to bother you?”
“Not at all,” Kaden said, winking.
David wasn’t sure what to make of Kaden winking at him. That was something Kaden used to do when they were kids. But, now, it seemed out of time, and out of place.
“Can I pet your dog?” Quinn asked as David moved away.
“Sure.”
David went inside and hesitated about whether he should open the windows in the kitchen. On one hand there was still a little bit of cool air in the room, but on the other hand he wanted to keep his eyes and ears on Quinn.
He didn’t have much time to consider the decision because the supervisor of the moving van came to the screen door and introduced himself. After some assessment of the h
