Scooping Dust

I move with a panic approaching fast as I scoop with desperation, “Mighty fine Scooping there,” Marlene observes.
“I’m trying not to get buried,” I call back, “In these oats, that’d be a miserable way to go.”
“The wagon sides don’t go that high,” Marlene calls back.
“I suppose you’ll say, Darn, to that,” I joke back.
“Don’t tempt me,” from Marlene’s tone I wasn’t exactly sure if she was entirely being jovial about the situation.
I finally get the wagon loaded, well got the oats spread around evenly across the bed.
“The weight will be spread out this way,” Marlene assures.
“Better be,” I wipe my brow and forehead.
“Well, I guess I’d better be on my way,” Marlene pauses long enough to step out of the wagon, back onto the loading dock.
“Glad you were here,” Marlene says to me.
“Really?” I ask with a grin.
“Sure” Marlene announces, “Usually they make me do all the shoveling myself.”
Malrene looks over her shoulder, ‘Not the smoothest spreading job I’ve ever seen,” she says, “But in an emergency even a Barny Bum will do.”


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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