Chapter 17

He went to the closest corner and kicked the support beam through the partially rotten boards the building was made of. The whole thing shook, and parts of the ceiling fell into the water with splashes. Frowning, Makai decided it would be best to tear the thing down during the early summer. It was a hazard for anyone or anything who might go inside, and he didn’t even have a boat, so he didn’t need it anyway. If he got a boat later, he could make a new shed or figure out something else to cover it with.

He turned to go back, making a mental list of things he still needed to buy for the renovations. There were some tools in the shed, but he didn’t trust the wooden handle of the sledgehammer as far as he could throw it, so maybe he should get a new one of those, too, for the demolition. He needed to ask Mr. Miller if there was somewhere he could dump the remains of the shed, or maybe he could burn them or something.