Lucia hated to wake up early but there was a big banging at her window she snuggled into her slippers and hurried to the window she wanted to scream! It was a 7 in the morning on a weekend!!!! 😠 She watch as everyone woke up around her house they all watched this weird construction guy banging at something suddenly… #hisbigredladderfelldown!!!!! And… #hefellontosomewetpavement!!! Ouch!!! Then… coins spilled out of his pocket #moneyloss!!! He stood up bruised, covered in cement and watched his coins and money not to mention his wallet which contains drivers license  sinking down, down, down,  

CRUDDY LUCK!!!


    

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