lawn mowing

‘I opened the gate to drive my mower out, and there he was. Spinning donuts on my lawn. ‘Gosh, that’s so nice, what a huge help!,’ I thought. ‘I’m not really doing it alone.’

“This is my neighbor, Ari. He knows my situation, with Matt being deployed and everything that’s on my plate. He’s the one that calls when it looks like things aren’t going well over here; the one that wheels my trash to the curb if I forget; the one that mows my lawn when he has time.” 

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