Household Projects For Distraction
To keep the storm inside at bay, I grabbed my tools and threw myself into fixing things around the house. Whether it was a squeaky door or a dripping faucet, I tackled every little repair. Rachel caught on and teased, “Wow, someone’s busy,” her eyebrows lifting in amused surprise. With each hammer strike and tile reset, I found a steady rhythm—a refuge from the turmoil. At least here, I could control the outcome and see tangible progress amid the chaos.
Household Projects For Distraction
Rachel’s Mild Curiosity
Rachel’s voice cut through the noise, curiosity tinging her tone. “What’s with all the fixing?” she asked. I shrugged, keeping my cool. “Just keeping things in order.” She gave me a slight, probing look but didn’t press further. Our conversations felt rehearsed, like actors stuck in a scene we both wanted to end. Beneath the surface, a current of unspoken words hummed quietly between us, waiting to break free.
Rachel’s Mild Curiosity
