The sun shines, last night’s rain is evaporating.
Liz has followed Barry out to the back porch. He is smoking a cigarette contemplating the yard. His voice is a little absent as-if he is speaking from another realm “You took care of the drainage problem. Was that your brother-in-law?”
“You could say so. Donny and his quote unquote swamp draining expertise. Ha! He pierced the septic tank. We had to find a crew to clean up the mess. It cost us a fortune. And the smell hasn’t gone away.”