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| Cursed and Crushed |
Gary listened to Weather Channel all week, watching
anxiously. Would the storm head straight toward his house?
Branches swayed, leaves and lawn chairs flew. Now!
It’s time!
Gary grabbed his ax, racing to the massive rotting
maple tree behind his house. With just a
few chops, it would sway and fall—smashing the house and all in it. Can’t
sell it. Ex-wife won’t leave. Insurance
settlement…That’s what I need.
Powerful gusts grabbed the tree, twisted it, and
dropped it on his
ex-wife’s new car.
ex-wife’s new car.
Damn!
He
pondered. “Emily? You okay?...”
Ax in hand, Gary walked into the house. Other chopping to do.
