Wearing a pair of old overalls that Lidia was pretty sure once belonged to Jude's mother--a pair Marley would definitely approve of--with her hair tied up in a messy bun and a hairband to keep her flyaways out of her face, Lidia bent and rolled her roller brush through the artichoke green. She had been planning to repaint the third guest bedroom all summer, but hadn't gotten around to it and this was her first weekend off in over a month and a half so she figured it was now or never. Magic probably would have gotten it done a lot more faster and saved her a lot of trouble, but Lidia actually enjoyed interior painting, it soothed her soul, and ever since they had brought the ranch, Lidia had painted everything by hand. This was the third guest bedrooms fourth color since they'd moved in.
Not far away from the front entrance, Lidia was able to hear the knock on the door and Jude answering it over the sound of her own whistling. She had not expected a visit from Louis this weekend, and while it wasn't planned, Lidia was pleased nonetheless. Though she would have preferred to know beforehand so she didn't look like a mess, but there was nothing she could do about that now.
"Jude, let the poor boy in. He's already wet enough from coming up the drive." Wiping her hands on the cloth that had been shoved in her back pocket, she smiled at Louis over Jude's shoulder. Even partially drenched the boy was a sight for sore eyes, "Louis, what are you doing here?"