It has been raining all day. At 8:30pm we heard shots coming from the back of the yard. We looked at each other, squinched up our faces, and began looking around. The dog ran to stand on the couch, and bark out the window.
"It sounds like a B-B gun, but what animal would be out in all this rain?"
Husband got up to look out the sliding glass door, I knelt next to the dog to peer out the window.
I noisily sucked in air and breathed out, "It's the blue tarp neighbor! Look, I see his flashlight on the roof!"
"Oh yeah, he's using a slap-hammer. That's not good, think about it, he's putting more holes in the roof."
"Maybe he's gone through all his other options."
We stared knowingly at each other, each nodding in grim remembrance, thankful that those days are past.
"Remember how bad that was?"
"Yeah, I remember. Poor blue tarp man."
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