Sean’s back yard was indeed an unsafe jungle. Most of the lawn was mowed somewhat neatly but the edges of the property were a mess of vines and small saplings and some not-so-small young trees.
“Holy s**t, man,” said Marshall with a whistle. “This place is jacked up!”
Sean handed him a cold bottle of water. “Is it that bad?”
Marshall sipped his water as he walked the perimeter. “Naw, it’s not that bad. I’ve seen worse. Usually the jobs I do are for rich old ladies whose grass has only grown a quarter inch since the last time I was there.” He walked around some more and began nodding his head as his clean-up plan formed. “No, this is good. It’s a challenge. I like a challenge.”
“Good,” said Sean. “So, what do we do first?”
“Well, what all are you going to have set up back here?”
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