The white sheep of the family
Libbs' chatter might've been endearing, if Loren had been in the right mood to enjoy much of anything. As it was, he just let her speak until it seemed like a good time for him to interject. "Fire won't be a problem. If you'd like to help us build it, we'd be happy to have you. I'm sure we could benefit from your expertise." Again, he spoke in a measured and polite tone, though his expression was distant.
Nodding in understanding, he clasped his hands behind his back. "Then I will return in a week and a half to pick up the supplies, if that works for you." He glanced around at the workshop. "Is there anything I can assist you with in exchange?"
Nodding in understanding, he clasped his hands behind his back. "Then I will return in a week and a half to pick up the supplies, if that works for you." He glanced around at the workshop. "Is there anything I can assist you with in exchange?"
Will blood tell
