Monday, February 12, 2018

SAFETY NET

Bob worked all day...sun-up...to...sun-down...chopping...piling...and...envisioning how he'd spend the profit from the sale of that wood. When Bob was done...and...stood there examining his pile...he was interrupted by the demand for 90% of that wood...a demand barked by TIM...an official with a writ to grab that pile so that it could be sold and the proceeds given to little Billy so he could get his teeth straightened and to Miss Simms...the lady without a husband raising 15 children...8 of her own...and...7 without names or dads.