Dirty Hands & A Heavy Egg

After a few weeks, he was seen watching me come and go. Then one day, he was there at the bench before me. Just sitting there. I did ask if I may accompany him before sitting down. He just nodded. He seemed nervous. Like there was something he was supposed to do, but didn’t want to follow through.

After a few minutes, I blatantly asked him, “So, your boy told you to rob me, eh?” He was so surprised he tried to jump to his feet. Instead, all he could manage was falling off the bench. “No! NO! Just… um… um…”

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