Tormentor
“I accepted a phone quote from the contractor the day after Alan’s visit, and two days later the building was gone, thanks to the use of a small bulldozer and a chunky flatbed truck.I watched proceedings from the patio—the two workmen were both fast and skillful, and the cottage was little more than a pile of rubble before I finished my coffee. What was left of the roof was lifted onto the truck in almost a single piece. After that it was just a matter of them getting all the loose stone into the back, a job that took less than an hour. I was amused to see the stoat poke his head out to see what all the rumpus was about before fleeing for the duration.The older of the men accepted my offer of a beer when they were done. The younger declined and drove the truck away, heading off down the rutted track at a slow walking pace.“There’s a bit of a hole down there now, sir,” the man said. “Some kind of root cellar by the looks of things. I wouldn’t go wandering around along the shore in the d...ark—if you fell in and hurt yourself it might be while afore anybody noticed.”“I don’t intend to do much wandering,”MoreLess
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