Chapter 55 Do As You Please
- “I told you already, many times over, but you never believed me.” His hand caressed over my forehead. It felt unusually rough, so I pulled his hand down to look at it, and found callouses all over his palm, old and new, and blisters too.
- “What happened?” I asked him.
- “It took me days, but I pulled apart the window frame of my tool shed.”