Nice Guys Finish Axed (PART 2) : The Axes

When we last convened, Val was hiding in the bathroom to avoid responding to a white truck in her driveway. Assuming it was the electric company's tree-trimmers, Val did not even mention this episode to Hick. No harm, no foul. They'd come back another time, and Val wouldn't be in trouble for giving or declining permission.

The trimmers didn't come back. They were working on the other gravel road, that runs by HOS's (Hick's Oldest Son's) former residence. Life went on as normal, except that Hick went down to check on his creekside cabin, and found the door standing open. He thought the wind might have blown it open, though that has never happened before. A couple days later, he checked again, and found the door open again.

Hick had a funny feeling that his door was not defective, and the wind was not that strong. Not way down the hill, in the woods. He told several of our neighbors, "I think somebody broke into my cabin." Well. That's how it goes around here. Telegraph, telephone, tell a denizen of our enclave

Sunday, Hick got a call from one of the guys out here. He said he saw two boys down by the littlest low water bridge, about a quarter-mile from our house. They started to walk up the creek. “I bet if you go check, you’ll find them in your cabin.” He knew they were the two boys (around 10-11), who are living in Buddy’s (of Hick and Buddy's Badly Blacktopped Hill fame) former house that he’s rented out. Hick said he was at his Storage Unit Store, and couldn’t check until later. This was on Super Bowl Sunday.

When Hick came home, he went down to check on the cabin. The door was open. His pitchfork was leaning against the side of the cabin. Somebody had been in the loft, because they’d knocked down a lunch box. They had opened up the ice box that had .22 shells in it. Hick's two axes were outside. One was laying on the ground, and the other had its blade buried in the dirt.

Tomorrow: Hick pursues justice.
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In case you'd like to see what Hick's cabin looks like, here are older posts with pics.

First, the inside. Then the outside. Just to show that it's not a bare-bones cabin, built by an amateur, that might look like a playhouse.

https://unbaggingthecats.blogspot.com/2015/03/inside-inner-sanctum-hicks-bright.html

https://unbaggingthecats.blogspot.com/2015/02/beer-and-bro-things-in-backroadsia.html
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