FIGURES
“What the hell?” Tom paused as if giving his laptop a chance to explain. When it didn’t, he continued, “When I click on that file, that means you open it.”
Tom sat back in his chair with a grunt. He swiveled it around to face the window and watched the gentle rain. “Hope it lasts,” he muttered. It had been hot and dry for a couple of weeks, and his yard was on the verge of dying. What it really needed was a long, soaking rain.
Looking back at this laptop, he saw that it was still debatin...
Published on May 31, 2013 22:02