Everyone Mocked Him For Filling His Yard With Tires, Then They See What He Made

A place to hide

Frank glanced at the door handle just as it started to move. He grabbed Bill’s boss by the shoulder, whispering, “We need to hide, now.”

The two of them scanned the shed for a hiding place. The only spot big enough was a large storage closet in the far corner, just barely wide enough for both of them.