Do You Trust Me?
Our basement flooded. Three times in a 24-hour period. Eight hours of vacuuming up water, at least 100 gallons sucked up and dumped outside, only to have the waters rise again two more times. The standing water over and over was disheartening. The anger emanating from Peter was palpable. I tried to keep a healthy perspective. No one was dead, after all. But how much money was this going to…