Among the sweet crunchy pickles an marvelous change occurred. He had a moment of clarity and realized he didn’t need money to make him feel good, just pickles.
The billions of stolen dollars were slug-slimy when they came down and nobody wanted to touch them, so they were turned into compost. Mr Drawbridge got in a little trouble with the township because of the unscheduled blow-up at his farm, but everyone in Dutton loves Mr Drawbridge and honors him for his service in the war. The magistrate told him he couldn’t buy dynamite anymore but he could use smoke bombs anytime he checked with the fire department. His wife said, ”Come home Dear. That’s enough for one day.”Read More