We watch the horse-Granny and Junior pedal dilengently off into the gravel haze of the side road. It takes awhile but veventually they disappear.
 I shrug and Weenerman and myself climb back into the buck-truck to continue our quest for theOld Horse Farmer’s Place,
   I start the truck up, and let the clutch out, there is a squeal as the clutch takes on the unaccustommed burden of the Rodney-trailer full of cement blocks.
   "Don’t worry, I’ll fix it," Weenerman reassures me.
   "It’ll need it," I remark tersely.
   "I’m sure they make Clutch-Repair bondo in a tube," the Weenerman makes his expert diagnosis betweens draughts of murky green pop.

About offroad2084

Work on the Work In Progress, MyDay in HicksTown. A light-hearted look at life in the fictional town of HicksTown in WeenerMan Township.
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