Chapter 3The new apprentice was dressed in Daisy Dukes with rips and tears in them. His shirt lay open from the neck down and tied in front, showing a portion of his muscled abs.
The young master began his day working with a strong concoction that was supposed to clean away the toughest stains, but as he breathed in the strong smell, tears crept down his face while he continued to scrub hard and strong.
With the exception of his tongue tasting of soot and black powder, the loft really wasn’t half bad. Nathan had stored some old furniture up there, old clothes, and odds and ends that he told Rocco he could use if he needed them to make himself comfortable. Rocco was pleased, and had already begun arranging things to his liking.
Now, after a full day of flying soot and ashes, Rocco hadn’t
