Wednesday, 22 April 2015

132: City boy returns


Checking fence is something you do constantly on a farm. The other day I was out at the far end of the farm where it runs up against a rest stop off the highway; there's always garbage scattered around and I like to keep the place tidy when I stop by.
   I was surprised to see a beautiful old sports car parked at the rest stop when
I pulled my truck in; after having a look at the fence, I gave it the once-over. A little fancier than the local vehicles. I was just wondering who'd spent so much money on such a fancy car when a city boy in a fancy suit showed up. I was surprised to see it was the same dude I'd met a while back and ... well, let's just say we enjoyed meeting each other.
   "Hey, farm boy, good to see you," he
said with a smile. "You know anything about Karmann Ghia engines?"  "I might," I said cautiously. Before too long we were trying to figure out why his engine had sputtered and quit. We worked away at it until the light started to fade. "Looks like you're stuck for the evening," I said. "I can give you a bed for the night until you can get it towed tomorrow ..." "No need," he said.
"Yesterday I bought the farm next to yours, if you can give me a lift over there in your truck."
   That made me a little nervous. I squared off with him and said, "You know, we had some fun, but this is the country -- we don't talk about that stuff out here like you do in the city. We like our privacy." He has this funny little grin that just lasts a second. "Not to worry,
buddy. I bought out here to leave all that gossip behind. Nobody's going to hear anything about you from me other than you don't know shit about European engines." We both laughed.
   We didn't manage to figure out what was wrong with the engine by sundown so finally we agreed to pack it in. He'd stripped off the top half of his fancy suit by then, and said, "Let me go wash up."
He had a strong smell of fresh sweat that was ... well, it was kind of sexy. He sauntered over to the little washroom and just stood there looking at me for a minute. A long minute. I followed him over. He didn't say anything but just kept looking at me. I knew what was on his mind, and I have to admit it had been on my mind too. "Nobody around," I said quietly. "Nobody but us," he said as I
followed him in.
   I don't know how it's going to work out to have a city boy on the farm next door, but it will be interesting.








































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  2. Oh, I loved the story !!
    I hope to see more publications

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