Chapter 19

Donovan wiped the sweat from his forehead and started walking again, pushing the mower in front of him. He’d purchased one as soon as he moved in, as the grass had been growing fast. Now, like clockwork, every week, he walked squares in the backyard while wondering how the grass grew so damned fast and why he didn’t get a riding lawnmower.

The riding mowers were too pricey, that’s why.

Truth be told, he wasn’t wealthy. Just a working Joe trying to make ends meet. Although in a whole different environment and career.