Fiction | By Clayton Bradshaw-Mittal
The Leaky Roof
The tarp under our feet flaps in the southbound wind and loose asphalt shingles begin to fly off the roof faster than we can nail them down. Mateo jumps up from where he’s crouched and starts setting down hammers, drills, one-pound boxes of roofing nails atop anything that looks like it might fly off into …