One Carpenter Spent His Savings to Keep Five Young Siblings in His Woodshop

“Four hundred and twelve dollars for the tempered safety glass,” I said. “And the triple-reinforced bolts for the bunk bed frames. I didn’t cut corners, Diane.”

Diane didn’t look at the papers. She kept her eyes on my face, her glasses sliding down again.

“The computer doesn’t care about your receipts, Carter,” she said. “Once the department of transportation continue reading …