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The Broadway Tunnel

The first subway ever built in New York City was dug in SECRET!

... It was only seconds later that I spotted my father in a shadowed doorway a few paces away. He spoke intently with a man in a wide-brimmed hat. It was so wide, I couldn't see his eyes, only a chin covered in a busy beard. He was giving my father and envelope and nodding.
I was so eager about the job possibility that I didn't pause to think I might be interrupting.
"Hey, Dad!" I called, raising my had to clap him on the shoulder.
My father spun around at the sound of my voice and took a step back, knocking into the door frame behind him. Slightly off balance, he shoved the envelope into his uniform pocket without acknowledging the other gentleman when he moved swiftly away. Dad stared at me, looking shocked, like I was getting ready to thump him. It was then that he blushed, a deep ruddy flame that burned his whole face.