Mia
“Watch the scaffolding!” I yelled at Hector. He almost hit it with the planks he was carrying for the deck in the back that I was building, so Piper, I, and the babies can have a place to sit and relax.
Myko was on the scaffolding, painting the roof trim beams. I turned to the table saw and started cutting a railing for the stairs at the front of the house and the railing along the porch. We were almost done. I put all other projects on hold to build this house for my sister from another mister.
The sounds of rumbling had me turning the saw off. Three bikes turned down the street. I perked up. They parked in Martha’s driveway. I saw they were wearing leather cuts but I couldn’t make out the logo on the back.
“Damn, I need my eyes checked.”
I squinted, but it was no use. Then I re
