I suppressed my anger."Mom! Are you out of your mind? How can you say that my construction work is shoddy just because Marco climbed over the fence, stepped in the still-wet cement, and scraped his knee?"Marco Knowles, my younger cousin, shrank behind Mom, revealing a knee with a cartoon Band-Aid on it."It really had nothing to do with Kevin, Aunt Diana," he said, looking at Mom. "I was just being a little too playful. I saw the soft cement and wanted to step on it. The construction workers couldn't stop me."Mom immediately pulled Marco into her arms, pointing her finger at me while screaming with her eyes wide open. "And you still have the nerve to argue with me? What kind of decent construction site would have a cement floor where someone could step on it and fall into a hole?"The project supervisor, Pete Warner, rushed forward with a thick stack of documents, sweating profusely as he exclaimed, "Mrs. Sanford! That's a new type of slow-setting permeable concrete. It hadn'
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