The Concrete Line: Where Working-Class Sweat Meets Suburban Overreach in the Dusty Sun
CHAPTER 1: TRAPPED ON THE ROOF “You put that ladder back right now, Mark, or I swear to God I’m calling the county marshal!” The voice drifted down from the roofline like grit off an unpaved road—high, strained, and raw with authority that had lost its traction. Mark didn’t answer. His scuffed work boots stayed…