Mr. Wilson’s Lessons
Bob Wilson was lying in a hammock, swinging gently in the breeze and watching Cindy mow his lawn. He worked out of his house, had few needs and could probably have retired if he’d wanted to. Gloria Drasny was his next door neighbor and Cindy was her daughter. Bob had known her since she was born. He’d been her babysitter when she was a toddler, reading her stories and playing games with her. That was before her father, Gene, had died in an aircraft accident, leaving Gloria alone with an 8 year old to raise. Bob had sort of taken over the father chores in raising Cindy. He’d helped her with her science projects, put her bicycle together for her, repaired broken dolls and things like that. When she’d turned eleven he’d hired her to …