Chapter 446 - Quarrelsome Trowel

Raizen had been sitting on the shaded bench for forty minutes by the time the bickering reached its peak. The bench sat against the back wall of the house, under the low overhang of the kitchen window, in a square of shadow the morning sun wouldn't reach for another two hours from beyond the still-colored blanket of clouds. His arms were crossed and his feet extended, he had just refilled Keahi's empty water glass on the boards beside him - who was working the right edge of the garden.