CHAPTER 14
Geoffrey and Slim stood knee deep in dirt.
“The trick to planting chive grass is your attitude,” Slim said. “Gotta make sure the seeds are spread evenly, but you’ve got to have positive energy when you’re doing it.”
Geoffrey dumped some seeds onto the earth. Milky sweat gathered on his brow, and he wiped his face with a towel. Together, he and Slim spread the seeds and gathered earth over them.
It surprised Geoffrey how pleasant it was. His hands moved by themselves and knew what to do. He found himself thinking deeply and reflecting on his life in New Eaton: about the days at the science academy when he and other scientists had made ‘progress’ at the expense of a hundred dead vegetable carcasses, how he had been one of the city’s most beloved figures, and how much blood he
