"Sarganno, how goes the roof?"
Several days had passed. From the outside looking up Vince noticed the entirety of the roof was now flat. Much of what had been was sawed off.
"I'm nearly there." He shouted down.
"Vince!"
He turned over his shoulder and there was Marie. She drove another wagon, this one filled with sheets and a mattress. "You live this close to water! You should bathe.
"I have a letter for you." Marie said. She picked it up and handed it to him. Curious, Vince opened it.
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