The room inside was clean, lined with fresh pine framing and double-pane windows that looked out over the timber racks.

Nathaniel took two folding metal cots down from the wall rack and set them against the far partition.

He shook out two heavy wool utility blankets and spread them over the canvas.

Daisy walked slowly around the edge of the room, kicking her heels softly against the wooden floorboards as she tested the floor.

“There’s a hot water tap in the utility room in the corner,” Nathaniel said, turning the thermostat dial on the wall to seventy degrees.

Martha set her small vinyl suitcase on the wooden bench by the door.