It was late. Late enough to be dark outside in June. The sun had long gone and Joel had promise he’d be back by nine latest. And yet he was only just rolling in the drive at 10, his truck sputtering as he shut off the engine with a sigh. He’d spent the day doing back breaking work, eyes heavy and stinging with the need for sleep. He craved his bed, or at least the couch if he even made it that far.