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“Cleaning and paintingit,” I admitted “But yeah, that’s me”

I didn’t know much about repairs, but I could certainly paint and decorate And thanks to randmother, I could clean circles around just about anybody

“And you just started, right?”

“Yup”

“Good Then you don’tit looks like shit”

His attitude amused , I’d learned to grow a thicker skin

“It looks like shit,” I replied, “because it’s been pretty uys can’t live here”

Brandon and Colin exchanged concerned looks Hunter only folded his arms

“And why not?”

I sighed in frustration It was getting later by the otten even half of what I wanted done today

“Is the electricity on?” Hunter asked

I reached out and flicked on the light switch The antique chandelier that dominated the upper foyer lit up, even with half the bulbs

“Good What about heat? Gas?”

“Yes and yes,” I said “But—”

“So what’s the problem?”