Loading Garbage
Kay and I were loading bags of trash in a homemade trailer – the kind made from the box of an old pickup. For some reason, Grampa came outside to supervise. He climbed up into the trailer then suddenly gasped making a groaning sound of pain and surprise. He sank to his knees in the trailer piled with trash.
When I rushed over to help him, thinking that he had a heart-attack, he was gone. He'd vanished into the mound of garbage. Kay and I began searching frantically for him, tossing bags this way and that. We nearly emptied the trailer, but there remained no sign of him. I was terribly distraught. I had lost my Grandfather!
Suddenly Kay called out, “I found it!”
“Found what,” I asked, knowing that she couldn’t possibly mean Grampa, or she would not have said ‘it’.
“I found the check,” she said.
“The check?”
“Yeah, the $1,200 check.”
I was baffled, but more than that, I was still terribly upset about Grampa having disappeared. And, I had no idea what the significance of the $1,200 check was, but it seemed to satisfy Kay - like ‘at least we have the check’.
When I rushed over to help him, thinking that he had a heart-attack, he was gone. He'd vanished into the mound of garbage. Kay and I began searching frantically for him, tossing bags this way and that. We nearly emptied the trailer, but there remained no sign of him. I was terribly distraught. I had lost my Grandfather!
Suddenly Kay called out, “I found it!”
“Found what,” I asked, knowing that she couldn’t possibly mean Grampa, or she would not have said ‘it’.
“I found the check,” she said.
“The check?”
“Yeah, the $1,200 check.”
I was baffled, but more than that, I was still terribly upset about Grampa having disappeared. And, I had no idea what the significance of the $1,200 check was, but it seemed to satisfy Kay - like ‘at least we have the check’.
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