Cinda walked through the house and looked at the rooms Gabe had painted, shook her head, had taken it upon himself to paint the house, told her he was bored. All because she wasn’t there to entertain him on his days off. Smiled to herself he had warned her he’d need a distraction, or he’d be in her office asking her questions that popped into his head.
It’s why he’d gone and gotten the TV, because he liked background noise. Was likely used to hearing the police radio going all day in the background. So, everything upstairs was done bar the skirting boards, wasn’t in the mood to crawl around on the floor all day to be honest. But still had her home office to paint. It wasn’t yet taped up either. Strolled in there and looked at it, moved furniture and taped it up so she could get to work on
