(xx) Uncle Fletcher Gets a Job Offer

Well sir, it's late afternoon as we approach the small house halfway up in the next block now. And here on the front porch we find young Russell and his great uncle Fletcher. The gentleman are swinging gently in the swing and the elder seems to be concluding an anecdote.

Listen. Finally, quick to shoebox manufacturing business. Married a woman 27 years old named McGraw. Twisted her father's arm until he squealed just to show who was boss. and ended up by dying in Terrehold, Indiana with the sweetest smile on his face his relatives ever seen.

He had an interesting life. Colorful career. Colorful career. A very colorful career. Uh-huh. Mom was downtown, did you tell me? Yeah, the flimble couple of ladies are having a bizarre and evacant store across from the courthouse and Mom's one of the big shots running him.

Be home shortly, I expect. No, I don't think so. She's gonna be on the job all day long. In fact, she's not even coming home for supper. Uh-huh. It's not hard to see through you, Uncle Fletcher.

Big pardon? Russell Honey. You got something up, you just need to tell Mom, and you're disappointed she's not here, and you're kind of halfway planning with the notion of telling me. But you hesitate to do that, because I'm just a young kid, and highly worth the trouble.

Yeah, that's right. Oh, sure, that's right. Papa at the office, likely, are they? Yeah, you gotta be home no any minute. So if you stick around you can tell him what you got on your chest.

I'm in no big sweat. Yeah. Russell, honey, I was in the Tencent Store this afternoon. Well, that's all. I sauntered into the Tencent Store to see if they had any polyscoper ox bolts. Uh-huh. And I fell into conversation with the manager of the Tencent Store, Mr. Harry Expar.