Last week, Hick put two new tires on SilverRedO. According to Hick, they keep going flat. No wonder, with all the miles he puts on SilverRedO, ferrying people to and fro.
Now Hick is branching out. He's not just taking folks to the hospital or medical appointments.
Sunday afternoon, he got a text.
"Huh. Callie [not real name!] needs a ride."
"WHO is Callie?"
"From the Storage Units. I mean--the auction."
"Sure she is."
"Her and her husband see me at the auctions. Now they're at the one up the highway, and they've sold their car. They need a ride home."
"That's a likely story. Why would anyone do THAT? Sell their car and strand themselves."
"I don't know, Val. I guess somebody offered them a good price for it. I'll go pick them up and take them home."
I really hope they have another car. Hick is going to spend all his weekly allowance on gas. Except for that $7.56 that got paid forward to him for his Casey's lunch on Saturday...
Don't think Even Steven is forsaking Hick. Monday evening, he got a text from Back Creek Neighbor Nick.
"I had to charge his battery for him this afternoon. He had it all hooked up wrong. To the wrong terminal. Now he says he has half a cantaloupe he'll bring us. I'm telling him we don't like it."
Let the record show that Hick and I both like cantaloupe. But half a cantaloupe is not worth getting pulled into helping with something else. It's not that we're above eating other people's garbage. We just don't want to fall into a never-ending, real-life tale of: "If You Take a Neighbor's Cantaloupe..."