He was fighting, again, for his dad.

Of course Caleb could not let them take it.

To him it was not a house that was at risk.

It was the last of his father, and he had decided, at thirteen, that he would work until his hands bled before he would let the last of his father be taken away.

Chapter 21 — The Deal He Made

“So you worked,” I said, the whole shape of it assembling now in my mind.

“The dish job.