The following morning, something happened that my father had almost stopped believing he would ever see. The roofing crew arrived. Their trucks pulled into the driveway, and workers began unloading their equipment. They inspected the unfinished sections, organized the scattered materials, and finally started doing the work that had been promised six weeks earlier. My father watched from the window, hardly believing his eyes.
The workers spent two full days completing the roof and cleaning the property. Afterward, an independent licensed contractor inspected the finished work. The inspection confirmed that the roof had been properly completed. But there was still one important issue: the $17,400 my father had already paid.
