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Chapter 2. Heaven Can Wait
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... sty orange hue over the half-finished buildings. Jaxon wiped the sweat from his brow, the back of his hand blackened with concrete dust. Another long day on site. His hands were calloused, back sore, boots heavy, and his mind fried—but that was life now.
Construction wasn’t what he wanted to do with his life. It was where he ended up.
He clocked out and gave a tired nod to the foreman before heading toward his apartment complex a few blocks down. As he rounded the corner, he imme ...
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