That night in bed, "I think we should keep the house, John" she said softly.
"I know, I agree, it doesn't make sense to ever sell property, but it's Pa's decision Isa" He moved close to her and laid an arm along her body.
"So you didn't say anything then?"
"I told them what I thought and then I left it alone." He hoped she would get the hint without his having to tell her to mind her business. She was silent, he exhaled. "Since when did it matter so much to you what we did with Old Derelict anyway?" He moved a little closer.
She laughed. "I don't know, I guess it just doesn't make sense, his decision. So I don't get why we're sticking with it."
He reached for her shoulder, and watched the top of it glisten in the dimly lit room.