Still, I photographed it.
***
That night, I asked Jacob whether he’d been working outside town.
« A few places, » he answered.
« Does that mean business is improving? »
He shook his head.
« Don’t get your hopes up. »
I photographed it.
***
The following morning, my mom came over to watch the children.
I told her I needed to check something.
Then I drove to the address on the estimate.
The neighborhood sported expensive homes.
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When I turned onto the street, I noticed a nearly completed four-bedroom house.
I needed to check something.
Workers were installing landscaping, and a delivery truck sat in the driveway.
I stared.
The house looked familiar.
A year earlier, Jacob had shown me drawings of something similar.
He’d said he’d love to build a house like that someday.
I’d assumed he meant for our family.
I stared.
