[PQ] ashes to ashes

Silence stretches long and loud between the two of them as they work on the wall, uncomfortable even to a woman used to such kinds of discomfort. And she would have said something, but now is not the time; after - yes, after would be good (little does she know…) Loren, mercifully, pulls her away from the wall to help with the door and she begins to get to work with bring a hole in the piece for a metal attachment. She first ascertains what kind of latch it is, and then adjusts appropriately, screwing the pieces in tightly and then measuring the height for the matching piece on the other side of the frame. If and when Loren is ready to put the door on its hinges, Wessex will lift it and hold it so he can slide the pin in. WESSEX She whispered back, I am the storm