“My husband told me one day that someone had offered him a large sum of money to build a boat. At the time, we were struggling just to put food on the table, so it felt like a blessing. But strangely enough, that man’s expression was never good.”
“What was the reason?”
“He asked for a boat ‘that would sink.’ Of course it felt unsettling. I thought it was strange even then, but we were desperate for money, so we accepted the job.”
Mrs. Carpenter pressed a handkerchief tightly to the corner of her eyes.
The courtroom fell silent as she swallowed back her tears.
“When the boat was finished, Tom asked me to help him. I thought he meant cleaning up sawdust, but when I went to the workshop, he told me to hang a pot and melt glue. Glue is weak against water, so it’s never used to…
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