Chapter 294 Handled With Grace

• Karl
• As I lift another beam into place, a bead of sweat trickles down my forehead, but my attention is elsewhere. Across the field, Abby is in her element, orchestrating the kitchen with a natural ease.
• There’s an undeniable rhythm to her movements, and I find myself watching her probably more than I should. I try to focus on my task, reminding myself I’m here for the approval ratings, not personal indulgences, but that’s easier said than done.