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           Billkickedoneofthegrassflatsslightlyandnodded."Aboutthisgrassnow.Ididn’tfinishtelling.Itgrowssocloseit’sguaranteedtokilloffcloveranddandelions—"

           "GreatGodinheaven!Thatmeansnodandelionwinenextyear!Thatmeansnobeescrossingourlot!You’reoutofyourmind,son!Lookhere,howmuchdidallthiscostyou?"

           "Adollaraflat.Iboughttenflatsasasurprise."

           Grandpareachedintohispocket,tookouttheolddeep-mouthedpurse,unclaspedthesilverclasp,andremovedfromitthreefive-dollarbills."Bill,you’vejustmadeagreatprofitoffivedollarsonthistransaction.Iwantyoutodeliverthisloadofunromanticgrassintotheravine,thegarbagedump—anywhere—butIaskyouinacivilandhumblevoicenottoplantitinmyyard.Yourmotivesareabovereproach,butmymotives,Ifeel,becauseI’mapproachingmytenderestyears,mustbeconsideredfirst."

           "Yes,sir."Billpocketedthebillsreluctantly.

           "Bill,youjustplantthisnewgrasssomeotheryear.ThedayafterIdie,Bill,you’refreetotearupthewholedamnlawn.Thinkyoucanwaitanotherfiveyearsorsoforanoldoratortokickoff?"

           "IknowdamwellIcanwait,"Billsaid.

           "There’sathingaboutthelawnmowerIcan’teventellyou,buttomeit’sthemostbeautifulsoundintheworld,thefreshestsoundoftheseason,thesoundofsummer,andI’dmissitfearfullyifitwasn’tthere,andI’dmissthesmellOfcutgrass."

           Billbenttopickupaflat."HereIgototheravine."