Five more minutes, Ivy thought to herself, burrowing her toes deeper under the sand where it was cool and damp. Beside her, Shelly and Daisy were dozing.
Just then, a truck with Woodson Construction emblazoned on the side turned into the car court behind the main house.
Woodson ConstructionIvy frowned as she watched the truck ease to a stop. She touched Shelly’s arm. “Axe just arrived. He’s not on our schedule this week. Did you summon him?”
Shelly opened one eye. “This time, I’m not to blame. Wasn’t that on your list?”
“Oh, my gosh, I must have forgotten,” Ivy said, gathering her skirt. She’d spoken to her husband about calling Axe to tend to the new deck, but now she couldn’t recall which of them said they’d do it. Her brother Forrest and his crew were very busy this year, and Axe ha
