Deborah nodded. “At least he was cool about it: especially when I ran out and he encouraged me to stay the night anyway. Talk about embarrassing.”

Ami’s mouth opened in shock. “You didn’t pee on him in bed?”

Deborah felt her face turn red again and nodded.

“Well he is a keeper if he kept you after that.”

“Thanks,” said Deborah. She did wonder how long he would put up with her.

It was warm outside. Deborah dipped her brush in the paint and brushed it on the bare wood of the fence. The fence around the compound had decayed in places, but Derek had repaired it with new wood.