"What?!" I scoffed. What did he just say? Is he trying to control me again?
"Dad!" I was ready to raise a whole argument with him, but he just lifted his hand to silence me.
"Stop it," he hissed. He looked around and I did the same. Some of the workers were glancing at us, probably curious about what we were arguing about. Ugh.
A man came to us and gave us hard hats.
"Sir," he nodded to my father, then smiled at me.
Dad toured me around the area, but I couldn't keep up with what he was telling me. I was itching to shout at him to stop trying to control my life!
Finally, I had the chance to do so when we reached a makeshift office temporarily built for the engineers who would be working there.
"You can use this area for the mean time," he explained while I was gaping at him. Disbelie
