“Your floor is a slab, isn’t it? We’d cut a channel, lay the pipe, re-pour the concrete. You’d have a small, straight seam. Like a… like a spine.”
The contractor snorted. “Lady, that’s clay and shale. I’d need a crew of six for two weeks. Cost him triple.” the bubble house
Mrs. Gable’s eyes widened. “Under my floor?” “Your floor is a slab, isn’t it