“I’m going up to the rock, Mo,” Adam announced the next morning as he clomped past Maureen in the kitchen and headed out toward the backyard.
“You’re not serious!”
“I’m going crazy in the house,” he sighed. “Bad ankle or not, I’m not about to spend my vacation cooped up here. And I am afraid if I stick around here too much, Duncan will want to discuss his question.”
“What question?” Maureen peered at Adam with a curious look.
“Something about what I want—for the project,” Adam shrugged. “It’s not that hard a question, so I’m not sure why I’m sitting here thinking about it so much. I guess I’m not sure what he needs.
“Anyway,” he said, ...