We added a window and painted the walls a gentle blue.

The county investigator had already signed off on the site.

Finn picked out a wooden shelf for his seed trays.

When we were done, he stood in the doorway and looked around without stepping inside.

“Maybe next week I will,” he said.

“Whenever you feel ready.”

He headed to the fort instead.

I crawled after him under the porch and held the board steady while he tightened the screws with a small hand tool.