The dogs don’t know it but we’re running out of water. The power went out for a day, a few days ago, and they told us to boil our tap water but the pump isn’t working right. We can go down to the stream but the stream is pretty much off limits, even for dogs, and the plumber hasn’t answered my call. I tried three other plumbers before Mr. Pike, who’s semiretired. My husband, who does call each day at 11:00 a.m., says I should drive straight down to New York City where the best water gets piped in, but as it happens, I remind him, we need new brake lights. I could take the car to a man in Manchester but he charges an arm and a leg.
“I know, I’ve got plenty of each,” I say.
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