“My hands will be fine,” I told her.

Brenda pointed at the heavy canvas pouch on the table.

“You have to buy your own polishing paste and disposable mirrors,” she said.

“We don’t supply them for weekend contractors.”

“I can buy them at the supply house in Kearney,” I said.

“You’ll be working completely alone in the afternoon,” Brenda said.

“The receptionist leaves at noon.

You have to lock up the building yourself.”