We have a whole garage worth of tools — pry bars, tire irons, and even a hammer or two. There’s got to be something better than my torque wrench he could have grabbed.

Reluctantly, I pulled out my necklace and showed it to them.Samuel frowned. The little figure was stylized; I suppose he couldn’t tell what it was at first.”A dog?” asked Zee, staring at my necklace.”A lamb,”...

I give up. What’s the use of having a man in the house?