Chapter 21

Getting into his truck,and having Calvin remind him,again,to fasten his seatbelt,Brock turned the key.On the fourth try the engine caught and they rolled down the drive.

“What’s this?”Calvin bent down and picked up Brock’s hardhat from the floorboards.

“What do you think it is?”

“Why didn’t you wear it today?”

“Huh?I was rippin’out then layin’new tile.”

“Suppose.”Calvin put the hat on his own head.

“It’s probably dirty.”

Nah,it’s fine.”

Brock caught Calvin looking at his reflection in the passenger-side window.The man was such a goof.The hat sure didn’t go with Calvin’s dress shirt.

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