Drop Kicked

chapter 2

When I drove up I realized the place was more extravagant than I remembered. I gathered up all the courage that was left in me and knocked on the door, I didn't ring the doorbell just in case they didn't here me. That plan didn't work though. Pop Bobby answer the door and I went to mumbling about how pastor Michael sent me here for work. He smiled like old men do, not the creepy way, and said, "follow me." I did as I was told.

----- "I suppose I don't need to show you around do I?" he raised his eyebrows. "No sir," I said respectively. He said, "good. I'll get to the point I'm getting to old to be doing all this farm work and my wife shouldn't have to clean like she does. You'll get paid six bucks a hour, I know you are sleeping out your car so I'll give you the cabin down the road. Sound good enough?" I answered, "sounds more than good enough!". He handed me the keys and I went to the cabin. The cabin was a good 2 miles down the road.