By Gregg Howard
The third night, halfway through stealing another load, they noticed the freshly painted sign: Warning! One watermelon in this patch is poisoned.
“Do you think he means it?” Todd asked.
“Old man Kinsey? Are you kidding?” Dale snorted.
“Would he really take that chance?”
“It’s you and me who’s taking chances!”
“Maybe we could take them over to Ottumwa?”
“What if someone really died? I couldn’t stand that!” Dale said. “Wait!” He dug around under the back seat. “Hah! Got it!”
They drove off laughing, leaving their spoils stacked by the sign that read: TWO watermelons in this patch are poisoned.
Fun, indeed!
Clever and satisfying. Nice work.
Nice twist!