She was watching the gardener, slowly raised up from her seat. Then walked slowly but steadily approaching him. The gardener was still working, seemed not realized she was coming toward him.
“Shh…,” she whispered. He looked up, but seemed not getting surprised by the sight of her.
“I beg your pardon?’’ he touched the rim of his pet.
“I need help here,” Allie looked around and noticed one gooney had glimpsed on her and started moving down the small hill beside the big house. It was quite far, so she hoped she still got enough time to spill out her request.
“ I need a lift to the town. There..er…there’s something I should buy..,” sounded not convincing, and he saw the gooney.
“Well, I don’t know. They said you are very ill.” He grabbed again the shove and started again the digging.:no:
“I’ll pay you. A lot. I just have to get out from this place!”
“This place killing you?”
Allie’s taken aback. “Now, listen you, if you happen to be one of those jerks you’d better help me out!”
“What’re you talking about?” he stopped his work, looked at her in confusion.
And the gooney reached their place, pointed his gun at the gardener.
“What’s that for?” he yelled.
The gooney sneered, “Nothing, just trying to scare you off! Get back to work! And you, slut! Get back into the house!”.
>:(