The moment they stepped into the house, Grant and his son were greeted by a chaotic living room. A mess of furniture, tools, and wooden planks sprawled in every direction, an incongruous stage for what they were about to walk into.

Rachel wasted no time diving into complaints, and soon enough, Caleb's patience frayed. Anger leapt to his face. Cassandra, your mother has a migraine, he snapped. Youve been hammering away all afternoon. Do you have any idea how selfish that ...