“He works plenty of other places too.

Never cared for people making a fuss.”

She handed me a jar of blackberry preserves and moved on before I could ask anything more.

Back at the cabin, Silas had left a list of grocery stores, a note about a spare car, and an envelope labeled Tessa.

Inside was our signed agreement, countersigned by the independent attorney.

I read it twice.

The terms were exactly what we had discussed.