Cutting the Grass
I suspect just about every boy in America grows up having this assigned chore: cutting the grass, well unless you’re Mitt Romney. It’s what boys are expected to do in middle America, a rite of passage, a familial obligation and duty.
But what if you lived in this house? Perhaps then it’s a punishment: “I told you, one more low grade and you had to cut the roof. Now get out there and get to work!”
“But what if I die?”
The inside and garden area is also very nice!