“He did ask,” I said.

“Why did you let him take them?” Leo asked, turning his head to look up at me.

“Clara told me in the hallway that you were going to take every single thing away from him.”

“Clara lied about a lot of things, Leo,” I said.

“Taking away a carpenter’s tools doesn’t fix what was broken, and it doesn’t make us any safer.

A person needs a way to work.”