My Neighbor Reported My 79-Year-Old Father’s Garden. When the Inspector Returned at Six A.M., He Discovered Who the Harvest Was Really For
Who are all those beans for?
People.
I looked up at the elevated deck next door.
Chad was still standing there, but his coffee mug was no longer raised.
He was gripping the wooden railing tightly with both hands, staring down at the crowds of people filling the garden and the long line of parked cars stretching down the road.
His face had gone completely pale.
PART 6
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