Bow_down1991
Planetoid
- Joined
- Jan 23, 2009
The riding lawn mower started with a bang. As he rode it around the house, mowing the lawn infront of his house. His only son would be home from school, no doubt bringing the love of his life back with him. He looked toward the driveway, looking for his son's car. He was a married man. His wife, on a business call to Seattle, working for the law firm. It was a family owned law firm, he was the lawyer, she was the financial aspect. It worked out perfectly. She was there because a larger firm wanted to incorporate their firm. ..
The older man was about 42. He had gotten his law degree, and met the love of his own life there. They were well to do, at least for now. He thought about where his son was and forgot that he had basketball practice that night. It would be a quiet night tonight for him then. . .
He had brown hair, with steaks of grey hair throughout, slim built, and he wore an ol golf shirt and an old pair of slacks that he wore for mowing lawns. When he got done, he drove the mower back into the garage, and decided he wanted a beer. After all, he wasn't expecting company.
The older man was about 42. He had gotten his law degree, and met the love of his own life there. They were well to do, at least for now. He thought about where his son was and forgot that he had basketball practice that night. It would be a quiet night tonight for him then. . .
He had brown hair, with steaks of grey hair throughout, slim built, and he wore an ol golf shirt and an old pair of slacks that he wore for mowing lawns. When he got done, he drove the mower back into the garage, and decided he wanted a beer. After all, he wasn't expecting company.