came to me after leaving Rex’s too.
Sully encouraged me to hire them.
Meanwhile, contractors began finding our location without any invitation.
Even the old lumber shed, once occupied mostly by pigeons, became busy with incoming deliveries.
Then came the final Thursday in July.
Dad backed a trailer up to our building.
He unloaded Otis’s John Deere riding mower through the rear entrance.
One hand guided the steering wheel.
The other pressed against his aching back.
As he entered, he noticed Chad carrying lumber.
Joan was mixing paint.
Ricky was maneuvering the delivery truck.
Dad stopped and looked around.
“So
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