Isaac immediately appointed himself Lord High Steward of the Nails. Ignoring my protests, he dumped the entire bag into his apron pocket. Every time we needed one, he'd stand up and, with a huge grin on his face, fish one out.
At the end he was hammering them in unaided. The projects have pre-drilled nail holes, so he didn't even need help to start them.
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