The entire journey to the work site had been twenty minutes and within that time, Cameron managed to keep his hand on Lia’s knee at all times. It seemed to anybody looking in from the outside that he seemed terrified that if he released her then she would disappear and cease to exist. If this was truly his mental state, it would explain his obsessive need to touch her. With her focusing on the road ahead as she enjoyed the more rural area of New York, they fell into small talk such as the weather and where his interest in building things had begun, until finally pulling up to an almost empty lot. Stacks of wood bound together by excessively large cords sat untouched as a handful of other men and women moved around the site, some having just arrived as they had.
“It’s you and Peterson…” T
