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Harvey pressed the accelerator with his foot and drove steadily. He thought to himself, ‘One last delivery to Mrs Anderson and I will be done for the day.’ Harvey had been delivering potted plants to the residents of Bennington village for more than two years. He was tired of going around the village every morning from 9 to 12 in his small delivery van.
He was tired of the same boring routine of handing out little potted plants to middle...
Published on August 04, 2019 23:54