Instead of arguing, the roofer called his crew. He instructed them to return to the elderly man’s property first thing the following morning and complete the job. Bertram listened without interrupting. He wanted a commitment, not another excuse. After the call, he reminded the contractor that an elderly man’s home was not a place for unfinished promises. The bikers eventually left peacefully, without anyone being touched or threatened.
That night, my father still didn’t know what had happened. He went to bed wondering whether the roofer would finally keep his word. For the first time in weeks, however, there was a genuine reason to hope.
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