#Chapter12
---At midnight they met again-01
The drafting table was finished. But there was a problem. It was too big to fit in Ryder’s room.
/"Didn’t you measure it beforehand?/" Henry asked his daughter while she stared at the drafting table in disappointment. He was changing the light bulb, tripping over his own foot, and then he even dared to say he wasn’t clumsy.
Ryder frowned, the furrow between her eyebrows deepening. /"I followed the measurements in the blueprints./"
/"Well we can always just sell it. A friend of mine was planning on buying one. How about I ask him if he’s interested in buying it?/"
