Eugene and the Box of Nails
Description
Who needs a love life when there's so much work to do?
Nothing is getting in the way of this tiny house build.
Not my tiny budget.
Not my tiny stockpile of supplies.
Not the tiny question of legality concerning the practice of sneaking materials out of the dumpster on my neighbour's construction site.
Not the tiny snowflakes threatening to fall sooner than I am prepared for them.
Definitely not Cullen, the not-so-tiny foreman on the construction site with his amazing shoulders, kind eyes, and inexplicable interest in taking me on dates and feeding me.
Wait. Maybe that last one, but just for the afternoon...then I'm right back on task, because building an entire house, of any size, from recycled materials is no tiny feat.
So imagine my shock when, every time I leave the site, I come back to find someone has been there while I was away. They haven't taken anything. Instead, they're putting up walls and roof joists and leaving behind festive decorations.
Have I been the victim of tiny construction elves?
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Person
Jaime Samms is a plaid-hearted Canadian who spends the too-long winters writing stories about love between men and the too-short summers digging in the garden. There are dust bunnies in the corners of her house?which she blames on a husky named Kai. There are dishes on the counter?which is clearly because teenagers! There is hot coffee in the pot and the occasional meal to keep her from starving?because her husband is remarkable and patient.
A multi-published author whose work has been translated into French, Italian, and German, Jaime delights in the intricate dance of words that leads her through tales of the lost and broken hearted men she writes about to the love stories that find and mend them.
And when the muse is being stubborn, she also makes pretty things with yarn and fabric scraps because in her world, no heart is too broken to love, and nothing is too worn or tired it can't be upcycled into something beautiful. All it takes is determination and the ability to see life a little bit left of center.
