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was the only way to keep them on

task.

We loaded the garbage into

Derek’s old pickup truck. The handle

on the tailgate was broken, and we

had to use a pair of pliers to open it,

but the truck was large and held a lot.

After two trips to the landfill, the

shop was finally looking more

orderly.

While Derek and I were loading

the last of the garbage into his truck,

the boys played a game of steal the

flag. Then the subject of his injured

thumb came up.

“I am just a bit curious,” I said.

“I thought when you talked to the