My cousin, Dylan, waved for my attention. “Hey, Brian, we’re done over here. Is there anything else?” I cut off the weed whacker to appraise Dylan and Peter’s work, inhaling the smell of freshly cut grass. They did a good job clearing the yard of all the clippings. The decision to hire my young cousins for the summer paid off. Letting them handle the grunt work left me to handle the finer details,
When the club lights go down and daylight takes over...Brian has a it's a side hustle!
