Garden Ruined
A thick covering of grey concrete had crushed their once-thriving garden. Mr Johnson had not only built his new driveway directly over the Birches’ garden, but he had also crossed the property line. The truck’s mixer was still full of concrete, covering every bit of grass and muck.
The plants, flowers, and bushes they had cared for for years had been pulled out of the ground and piled in a mound. In charge of the operation, Mr. Johnson was yelling at his staff to hurry up. Albert saw the expression on June’s face. She had large tears streaming down her pale face.
