" Iheld up my glass, and she touched hers to it. We drank. "So," I said,"think about where you'd like to eat next Saturday, after you're donecleaning ...p my place." "Wait, what?" "Um, duh? Saturdays, slave girl,eight a.m. to eight p.m.?" "I thought we were agreeing to one Saturday!"She hissed. "No, all of them. Or if you like, one Saturday buys you asolid, air-tight week of my complete silence regarding the person known asBob." She glared at me. "Fucker!" What? You agreed to it, and today didn't. I knew the land was in the recovery phase. Wild grasses had grown in the field. The fields, on both sides of the road, were probably five to six acres. The other acre or two were in woods down by the creek. The woods were mostly fur trees of some kind. The hard wood trees were gone, probably logged out in the thirties.I returned home from breakfast to reread the snail mail that started me thinking about the land. I had received it while I was in Mexico. It was from the State Forestry Service,. More

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