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Tuesday, April 7, 2009

Stinky Is Good In A Garden Of Lies



Benny looked around the garage and wondered what the previous tenants were thinking. The purple walls and fuchsia shelving was a little more than he could stand. A few coats of white paint would make the space enjoyable to pull into.
“Hey,” a voice yelled from the driveway. “Don’t tell me you’re painting over those beautiful colors.”
Benny put down the roller and met the man in the middle of the driveway. “You better believe it. You must be Mr. Thoms.”
“Brad, please.” He extended his hand and looked up at the house. “Yeah, this place has seen better days.”
The men chatted about Greenstone and the way the home used to look. “So you think a power wash will do the trick?”
Brad ran his hands along the siding. “You won’t recognize it when I’m finished. It’s really not as bad as it looks. I can start tomorrow and have most of the repairs completed by the weekend.”
Benny was still skeptical. He didn’t have quite as much vision as Karen had when it came to some parts of their new home. But Brad had come highly recommended, so he trusted his judgment. He looked up at the house again and smiled. “See you tomorrow.”

Brad sat in his truck and breathed a sigh of relief. When Ben called, he didn’t know if he wanted to take the job. He had moved to the city, and rarely stepped foot in Greenstone. His life in the small town had ended years ago, and he moved away to make a fresh start. It wasn’t as bad as he thought it would be. The house was in such disarray, nothing about it reminded him of Patience or the night he put an end to her foolishness.

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