-Your wife is having a hard time right now. Can't you say something nicer to comfort her?
-How could I make it any nicer than this? Anyway, the drink is really sweet today.
-You know what? Just wait until I get home. You're dead!
Jude did not know how she intended to kill him, but that was not important. Ilaria seemed to see the shelter as her home now. It used to be his alone. But now it had become theirs. That was good progress.
Jude took her complaints by tossing jokes back here and there. After a while, he got back to work and built the crane from the stag beetles' blueprint. Once it was done, he used it to lift the roof and set it on top of the house. However, that was not the end, since he still had to layer it with plywood and tarps. Only on the third evening after Ilaria left did the cabin seem finished.
"It's a bit crooked."
It seemed there had been an error in the cutting. Though it would not be a problem. It was still perfectly livable.
