The Roof That Never Was

I was going to build the finest roof in our city. Sloped tiles, strong beams, even a little overhang for extra shade. Had it all figured out. But then Jora said flat roofs were better out here. Said sloped ones just collect sand. So here they sit. Dragged 'em all the way out here for nothing. Figured I'd keep them - just in case she changes her mind.