Walter
Sherman started up his car and headed towards the edge of town. He couldn’t help but smile to himself as he
thought of his plans. How beautiful the
outcome in the end would be when finally, matching houses would reside next to
each other in a perfect splendid order.
Once Sherman pulled into the parking lot and found a close spot, he entered
the store with a merry whistle.
This
lawn and garden store being owned by a woman named Kelly, was called Kelly’s Lawn and Garden Center. Kelly’s
was Walter’s home away from home. He had
been up and down the aisles numerous times and he was quite familiar with where
everything was located. There was
nothing particularly exciting about the store, but in Walter’s eyes, he beheld
treasure every time he passed through the glass doors.
Kelly
was at the front registers helping customers and tending to business as usual
when she watched Walter enter. She
greeted him with a smile, “Ah, Mr. Sherman!
Welcome back, what is my best customer needing today?”
Walter’s
eyes darkened at the question. He
motioned her over for a private conversation.
Without much hesitation Kelly joined him, wondering what he could be up
to.
“The
hedges, Kelly, the hedges.”
“Yes,
your hedges?” Kelly responded in a normal speaking voice.
“Shh,
please, keep your voice down,” Walter whispered nervously as he looked around
to check if others had heard. He looked
back at her, “No, no, not my hedges. It
doesn’t matter anyway. I need to get
them trimmed. Do you understand? I need to see what you have in the back. I need the best.”
With
a confused expression, Kelly answered the older man, “Well, I don’t have any
trimmers in the back, but you know all I have on trimmers are down aisle
four. If you are looking for the best,
the Deluxe Hedge Trimmer 5000 by HedgeMaster is the best on my shelves. It cost well over a hundred dollars
though! You aren’t using for industrial
work, Mr. Sherman, so there is no reason for you buying it. I would go with the smaller-”
“Thank
you, that is all, Kelly,” Walter stated as he walked away from her.
He
headed straight down aisle four. Nothing
could stand in his way. There on the top
shelf, sat the glistening Deluxe Hedge Trimmer 5000. Dark
angels seemed to sing as he beheld this inglorious prize. He reached high above his head to take it
from its resting place. Now in his
clutches, he pulled the heavy box close to his heart and then he began to
snicker. The snicker turned into a chuckle. The chuckle became a laugh, and before long
the laughter became an evil cackle that rang throughout the store. Everyone that could hear it, shuttered at the
sound, because they knew no good deed could come from it.
One
hundred dollars poorer, Mr. Sherman returned home, with part of his crew
assembled. Now he just needed a
flashlight.
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