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"Cold draft?"

"Gotcha," he said, expertly drawing a beer one-handed He put it on the bar "How’s the house look?"

Luke picked up the beer,that than a baby "Like a train wreck A complete disaster I should probably have just put apull "But, I have the trash out of the house and I’ve cleaned it up enough to sleep and shower in there I’ve started clearing out the cabins I’ to have to ask Paul for souy to ith if you want to do a lot of it yourself He can step in and get the things done that are outside your expertise Wish I’d had hi on the bar"

With precision ti, Paul caht behind him, old Doc Mullins lier to Jack to set him up a whiskey, and Jack ihbors arrived, taking tables The bar had settled into a nice little fa their places, relaxing into an end-of-day libation before dinner

Paul inquired about the house and cabins and Luke said, "I’ to ask you to take a look, but first I have to finish clearing the trash out of the cabins I got a Dumpster from Eureka and hired an exterminator If you saw them now, you’d run for your life"

"I don’t scare easy," Paul said "But you go for it I’m ready when you are"

Luke tried not to watch the door He had told hi here to see her He came to Jack’s because the people and the at for in a sood-natured and helpful, the wo her in hisout as she rode, well…that was just that guy thing He couldn’t help it

Jack leaned on the bar and said in a low voice, "So in a feeeks to catch a piece of hunting season"

"Jack," Mel said fronored her while Paul chuckled "She thinks we torture the deer," Jack explained, his voice norain "She loves to see the boys, but hates that we hunt Why don’t you buy yourself a deer tag and license Join us"

"Sounds like a plan," Luke said