He’s the only one I’d let in my house.”
A few months ago, a rich couple hired him for the downstairs of their newly renovated home in Oakwood Estates — custom cabinets, floor-to-ceiling shelving, and a huge window bench under the bay window.
Big job.
Exhausting clients.
Garrison and Vanessa Hale.
He wore a gold Rolex he checked every ten minutes.
She carried a Birkin she set down on every surface like she was claiming territory.
They changed the cabinet pulls twice.
They made Grandpa rebuild an entire shelf because they suddenly wanted it three inches higher.
Then they changed the stain after he’d already bought fourteen cans of the first col
Grandpa complained about them over pot roast, but he always ended the same way.
“They’re paying for custom work. I’ll give them custom work.”
Every change was approved in writing.
Every measurement was checked twice.
Every added cost went
