Barrett

"Can I get some of the plywood in the yard?" I ask Colt as Abel and I roam the aisles of the hardware store. "Our windows haven't come in for the upstairs alcoves and it's supposed to storm tomorrow." It's the only way for us to protect some of the work we've already done. "They're three weeks behind, and it's starting to get annoying."

"Yeah, I saw the forecast,".” Colt whistles. “Looks like some crazy weather coming in.”

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