Now the seat was fitted, and the rough edges were smooth.
“You really did this?” I whispered.
“Cole helped. Grandpa taught us.”
I touched the armrest, remembering Michael laughing because one leg was shorter than the other.
“Your dad would’ve loved seeing this.”
Nathan looked at me.
“Why didn’t you ever tell me about it?”
I couldn’t answer.
Then Frank spoke from the doorway.
“There’s something else you should know.”
Frank was preparing to sell the house because he could no longer manage it alone. He’d told Nathan in August.
“That’s why we started coming every weekend,” Nathan explained. “Grandpa’s moving soon. We wanted to save Dad’s things.”
I looked around the workshop at the tools, shelves, and furniture Michael had made.
“You’ve been trying to save everything?”
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Nathan nodded.
“I thought if we worked fast enough, we could finish before Grandpa moved.”
