Raise The Roof Novels & Stories

Rose pulled up to the building site, so far, the roof had been replaced, and a new one was being fitted today. The weather had held out with sunshine, and a few drizzles from time to time. The builders diligently worked away. Seeing everyone so impassioned made Rose ecstatic, especially, after dealing with the setbacks they had encountered to get to this point. The windows were now fixed, each wall now reinforced. Rose checked her list. There's still the roof, the doors, interiors, and chimney to fix. They had six more weeks to complete the project before she ran out of money. However, there was no use in worrying about something she had no control over.

Sometimes people don't see the obvious. Unslinging the axe from my shoulders, I slip the edge of the blade under the end of a tile, then ease in and twist. And the whole thing lifts, pivoting on a single nail on the top edge. And below, there's not so much as under-drawing. I'm looking directly down to an empty space. Klempner chuckles. "Well, fuck me. They fit a door like that and..." "... and It doesn't occur to them that a slate roof is essentially a series of overlapping flaps. Get your rope out again."

"You can tell me." Trent looked down at where the man's hand had landed then back at the man. He schooled his face, but was sure that Chad had seen some darkness in his stare. He didn't liked to be touched. Chad took a step away. "Never mind." His gaze swept the roof. "Will this do?" Trent took a moment to envision what they could do with the space. They would need some kind of retractable canopy to open up for rainy days. If it had metal then the rooftop bar would have to close during thunderstorms. One of which was rolling from the West as they spoke.

Maddy says softly. "There's also a corner store up the road. Their restrooms are pretty clean too." He says. "It's ok. We can use the Port O' Potty." She smiles. Bob turns to walk back to Ant and Dane and they begin to discuss the day's itinerary for the build. Bob climbs the ladder then Dane follows and Ant tails. As Ant starts to climb the roof, his foot slips and he slides down toward the edge. The noise that came out of him can only be described as a screaming squeal. His shoes catch at the right time and he is able to catch his footing and climb back up the roof to where Dane and Bob are hunched over laughing. Every ounce of color has faded from Ant's milk chocolate-colored skin. He was

“Alrighty.” “Sorry, my feet are dirty.” I stepped onto his hands and let him lift me up to the roof. Nearly tossing me up, I quickly grabbed the vines and clamored up onto the roof. “Shit! Sorry! I didn’t realize you were that light.” I laughed. “I usually lose weight when I have to trek cross country but I didn’t realize I could just be tossed onto the roof.” Marcus was laughing as well. “If it was my son, he would have just lifted you up.”

"The light will be good in the morning for drawing." "Also done." "Mr. Roof needs a shelf." She looked at the wall above where she had designated her bed. "Not too high. He does not like being too high. It makes him anxious." "I will install a shelf at the correct height." Seren looked at him. "Do you know what the correct height is," she said. "I was going to ask you," he said. She considered him for a moment. Then she held Mr. Roof up at approximately the height she had in mind not too high, not too low, the specific elevation of a bear who wanted to be present without being precarious.

“You can adjust the lights, air conditioning, windows and walls, and you can raise the TV if you get tired of the view—” “I won't be here that long,” Danielle cut in. “I'm being polite—” “Thank you, but could you take me to the roof?” Definitely not impressed by wealth. Not that he was trying. But still, it was refreshing. “Sure,” he muttered. “Right this way.” This time, he went up the staircase first and keyed in the code for the roof access.

“I want to have it repaired as soon as I can.” Dak slid his hand down her arm, leaving a trail of warmth where his touch radiated through her coat sleeve, his fingers intertwining with hers. “Memory, let me take care of that for you. I can get it fixed now, before it’s too late. You can pay me back someday if you want to, but believe me, I can tell with just a glance that the chance of serious structural damage occurring is inevitable if you don’t put a new roof on as soon as possible.”

Then his face changed. Suspicious again. “How the fuck y’all do all that?” Sergio put his hands in his coat pockets. “Efficiently.” Eric looked at Ezra. “You get on the roof?” “No.” “You sure?” “Yes.” “Thorne.” “He did not get on the roof.” “How the lights get up there?” “I know a guy.” Eric closed his eyes. Of course. Ezra laughed. I looked at Sergio. “Thank you.” “You’re welcome.” Eric looked at me.

“Mind blowing.” I could see the proud smile he was wearing even though he was trying his best not to show it to me. He let me rest and as I look up, that’s when I saw a roof on top of our booth. Now it make sense, the button that Vincent pressed before he proceeded on fulfilling his promise was for the roof and the blinds.