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Fall Fest Bingo 3

Title: Hard Working Man
Prompt: Gothic
Fandom: Original
Characters: James, mention of Bernd, James’ grandmother, and an unnamed woman.
Word count: 345
Rating: PG
Summary: James has a summer job mowing lawns…
Author’s Note: Special thanks to Kat for pinking this for me. Also please note James and his grandmother belong to Kat, I’m just borrowing them.

James stood behind the mover and wiped the sweat from his brow with the back of his hand. He had a job mowing the lawn for the widow, who lived in an old gothic revival house near his grandmother’s house. When they were younger, he and his friend Bernd were convinced the woman living there was either a witch or a vampire as the house gave off a spooky vibe. Now that he was a young adult, James realized the spooky vibe was nothing more than being simply run-down.

Looking over at the house as he pushed the mower, James recalled the fun he had, trying to paint it with Bernd’s help. It took them a couple of weeks to finish it as they made a few minor repairs to the gingerbread trim and siding; along with the over grown bushes that needed to be trimmed back before they could even begin to paint it. Then there was bribing James’ twin, Amber, to get the perfect color scheme. Once they were done, the house went from “haunted” to a cute “painted lady” of a cottage.

One last pass past the house and James was finished mowing. He emptied the lawn clippings bag into a large, black bag and tied it closed. James hauled the bag over to the garbage cans and left. He would come back the next day and drag everything over to the road for the next day pick up when he came over to his grandmother’s house to do the same for her. It was hard, thirsty work, but James loved the sense of accomplishment he got from a job well done.

James brought the mower back over to his grandmother’s and left it in her shed. He let himself inside and washed up, before sitting down to have lunch with her. It was a quiet affair with neither one saying much and as soon as he could, James told her goodbye and left. At least the old widow appreciated his hard work and if his grandmother did, she never let on.


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