By Paul Beckman
Mom sat watching her neighbor staple ‘Yard Sale Tomorrow’ signs to the telephone poles. “Moving?” Mom asked.
“I suppose if we don’t sell enough stuff to make our mortgage payments.”
Mom told Dad. He drove his pickup over and went out back with the husband then returned and pulled his truck around. The men worked all day. Dad gave him mortgage money, drove off with his multiple rolls of sod, and made two more trips with the neighbor’s prize-winning yard.
After their wives took down the signs, they sat in the dirt with their husbands and drank beer from Dad’s cooler.
Hello Paul,
A load of laughs! Good read.
Loved this, Paul. The image of them sitting drinking beers in the dirt of what used to be their prize-winning yard hurt my heart. But I bet that beer tasted good. From the ashes of disaster…
Fun, absurd idea!
Loved this for its uniqueness!
Love the twist on ‘Yard Sale,’ beautifully done!