"Sure, c'mon in." said Hank as he was toweling off his hair. He'd just come out of the shower when Janet knocked on the door. He was rinsing off the day's work of pulling stumps and clearing some land, that for 40 years, had been left to God to landscape. Hank's old man thought it would add to the appearance of the property to level off and clear another stretch of the 160 acres that had been farmed so many years ago.
Farming was just a sideline on this property since the short growing season and the union paid jobs available in the area were more lucrative. But 'Pop' sure did love his land....
"There is some beer in the fridge" Hank called out to Janet. "I'll be out in a bit".
Hank lathered up for a shave. He'd also clean and clip his finger nails to clear up the last evidence of his duties of the day....
After dressing, Hank walked into the kitchen, fetched himself his own beer. This was his reward. He went into the living room and sat in his chair opposite Janet.
This will be good.......
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