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

A place to hide

Frank’s eyes darted toward the door handle just as it began to move, the metal gently rattling in its housing.

Instinctively, he grabbed Bill’s boss by the shoulder, whispering in a hushed, urgent voice, “We need to hide, now.” Panic raced through him as the threat of discovery suddenly became all too real.