“Oh;” I said。 “Well; yes。 That is what I was thinking。 Although now I don't know。 Do you think

it would look better to just take them out?”

He shook his head and said; “They're Australian tea shrubs。 They'll prune up nicely。” And

with that; he put on his gloves and started clipping。

At first I didn't know what to say to this man。 It was very strange to be getting his help; but

from the way he was acting; it was as though I shouldn't

have thought a thing of it。 Clip…clip…clip; he went; like this was something he really enjoyed

doing。

Then I remembered what Bryce had said about our yard; and suddenly I knew why he was

there。

“What's the matter?” he asked; throwing his clippings into my pile。 “Did I cut it down too far?”

“N…no。”

“Then why the look?” he asked。 “I don't mean to make you unfortable。 I just thought you

might like a little help。”

“Well; I don't。 I can do this by myself。”

He laughed and said; “Oh; I have no doubt about that;” then got back to clipping。 “You see;

Julianna; I read about you in the paper; and I've lived

across the street from you for over a year now。 It's easy to see that you're a very petent

person。”

inute; but I found myself throwing the clippings into the pile

harder and harder。 And before long I couldn't stand it。 I

just couldn't stand it! I spun on him and said; “You're here because you feel bad about