A shower of flames erupted from the drum.
Seeing him through those glowing red embers—that dramatic dark hair, those feral red eyup, and saber-sharp features—was like catching a glimpse of the devil’s lieutenant out for a winter season romp.
Barbara curled his hands in coat pockets and stepped inside the burning circle. “Jaycie says you’re going to fire her.” “Does she?” Dean picked up a chicken carcass that had fallen on the ground. “I told you yesterday that I had helped her, and I have. The cabin is decent, and you’re getting your meals.” “If you can call what the two of you send up ‘meals.'” He also tossed the carcass into the fire. “The world’s a strenuous location for a bleeding heart like you.” Jaycie was far better at pastries than actual food, however Barbara would not divulge that to Dean. She was helping out his friend Jaycie with the housework since he had a fractured ankle while he made the meals. The temperatures were rising by the minute, reminding Barbara to call the cooling company for heating and air conditioning service. It was Jaycie’s task to call the cooling specialist whenever the heating and air conditioning upgrade had a problem, however lately, he had been out of sorts, so Barbara made the call herself. In the meantime as well, he replaced the air filter, which slightly improved the indoor air quality. Barbara knew something about cooling technology; however, he did not want to take possibilities with Dean’s air conditioner. The cooling serviceman came to the cabin later that afternoon. He diagnosed the air conditioning system setup and started laboring on it. Before long, the cooling component was finally up and running, but Dean’s temperature control device was one of the best in the market, and Barbara was not surprised when the cooling expert noted the same. The air conditioning system service took about two hours.