Joseph swept the floor. It didn’t need to be swept but he was trying to delay going home. The workshop was as clean as it could be. The table and chairs for Julius sat by the door ready for delivery the following morning, and they had turned out very well, even if he did think so himself. Things had been good lately, in general. He had just finished a big fencing job that had paid a tidy sum and once the Roman had paid the balance on the furniture he would be set up for the next six months or so.
But none of this could take the edge off. None of this changed the fact that his son, his only son, had decided to leave the family business ...
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