"Whoa, did you do this all yourself?" she asked, eyes wide. She was a city girl, born a bred--fat guys in hard hats worked on buildings, that was about the extent of people qualified to do any kind of construction in her mind.

She followed him inside, trying not to wonder at that bare bulb. What, no light fixtures? This didn't look much like any doctor's office she'd ever been to (though he wasn't much like any doctor she'd ever been to, which was the point).