Watching Tiff
Tiff asked me to house-sit again, and of course I said yes again.
The most-read construction site stories right now, in a short top ten and then picks by how you want to read. Construction site stories, from quick reads to long series. Most construction site stories here sit in romance and bdsm. Reads run 17 to 25 minutes. Writers to know: Meadow Listener, Midnight Stage and Twilight Epilogue. Some are free to read in full; the rest open with a free preview.
Tiff asked me to house-sit again, and of course I said yes again.
I took the whole first week of June off, which for me is basically a miracle.
Adelaide had a system, and the system worked.
Kimmy, twenty-eight, dispatcher for a construction materials supplier, sat in her car outside the trailhead and thought about cargo.
I've been going to storage auctions for six years now.
The county sent me out to the records office in March, right when the roads were still half mud and the furnace in the old building was…
I'm thirty-four years old and I sell commercial flooring for a living, which means I have spent the last eleven years of my life in places…
I got to the old bell buoy depot at seven in the morning with a clipboard, two coffees, and no idea what I was getting myself into.
I had the whole morning to myself, which never happens.
Sammi Winston was thirty-three years old and had planned forty-one weddings, and she would tell anyone who stood still long enough that…
I swung the sledgehammer into the plaster wall and the whole sheet gave up at once.
*This one came from wanting to write something playful and hot without any angsty betrayal, just a wife reminding everyone she's the one.
Dottie took the turn off the coast road at nine in the morning and saw the house rise up out of the fog like it had been waiting for her.
I was twenty-eight that fall, and I want to get the ages out of the way up front because people always ask.
I'm Andreas Conti, sixty-four years old, retired firefighter, thirty-five years married to the same woman.
You'd think a guy who does pretend for a living could handle a little cold.