I Returned To My Lake House To Find Construction Underway And My Response Changed Everything

at something with the air of a man who was in charge. My mother sat on my lawn chair drinking iced tea and watching the destruction like a spectator at an event. And Marcus was standing with a contractor, laughing, slapping the man on the back.

I screamed at them to stop. The machinery was too loud. I ran closer, stepping over broken wood and shattered continue reading …