My 70-Year-Old Mother Hired a Young Man to Clean Her Pool – Three Weeks Later, I Found Him Measuring Her Basement Window

Every rational part of me knew this was a terrible idea.

I was alone. I had no idea who the driver was. And Tyler, the 25-year-old pool cleaner I had just watched buy plywood, a crowbar, and a glass cutter, was sitting beside him.

Still, all I could think about was Mom.

Seventy years old.

Living alone.

Trusting a man she had known for three weeks.

The SUV turned into the older industrial part of town and pulled into a small construction company.

HALE RESTORATION.