My Parents Called Me At 2 A.M. On Christmas Eve Screaming For $20,000 …

000 more.

The anger finally started to overtake the fear.

I wasn’t just an architect to them.

I was a foundation.

But they didn’t want to live in the house I built. They wanted to strip the copper wiring out of the walls and sell it for scrap.

I walked over to the window and looked out at the snowy streets of Denver.

“Not tonight,” I whispered to the glass.continue reading …