Outcast
“Boards and tarpaper were nailed to the frame and flat rock stacked outside the wall. Each time Standish finished one layer, Arch had another pile of rocks ready for placement. The work was going well.
Standish stepped back and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve. “What do you say we take a break and get something to eat?” The question was rhetorical. Arch would never turn down food.
Arch flopped over on his back, shutting his eyes. “I die, you tell Ma I was working hard.”
“Guess I... could do that.”
“Don’t seem like much to do for someone who kills himself working for you.”
Standish nodded, “Guess I could get somebody to play taps while I extol your working virtues.”
Arch rolled over on one elbow to look at Standish. “You’d do that for me?”
“What else could I do for such a hesper of a worker?”
Arch nodded. “You figure I’m worth a last request.”
“Depends.”
“What say you bring me a ham sandwich?” Arch’s lips wrinkled. “No, better make that two ham sandwiches and a jar of water.”MoreLess
Standish stepped back and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve. “What do you say we take a break and get something to eat?” The question was rhetorical. Arch would never turn down food.
Arch flopped over on his back, shutting his eyes. “I die, you tell Ma I was working hard.”
“Guess I... could do that.”
“Don’t seem like much to do for someone who kills himself working for you.”
Standish nodded, “Guess I could get somebody to play taps while I extol your working virtues.”
Arch rolled over on one elbow to look at Standish. “You’d do that for me?”
“What else could I do for such a hesper of a worker?”
Arch nodded. “You figure I’m worth a last request.”
“Depends.”
“What say you bring me a ham sandwich?” Arch’s lips wrinkled. “No, better make that two ham sandwiches and a jar of water.”MoreLess
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