"Wilson-Retired" - читать интересную книгу автора (Wilson Robin)

". . . or her so's we can go on doin' the good things we been doin'. Only thing
is, you gotta be able to run a bass boat or be willin' to learn how to run a
bass boat, and you gotta be available out at the lake around five o'clock every
Saturday afternoon, rain or shine. It'll be like takin' the duty for clean-up
here, only maybe a little more uncomfortable and for longer, maybe a month at a
time.

"So okay. Any volunteers?" He rattled the baggie, its clatter noisy in the
silence. "Show a hands?"

The costs had changed and so had the benefits. Slowly, quietly, glancing at one
another and then away, one after another, every member of the Retired Men's
Social Club & Ladies' Auxiliary stood up and pushed their chairs back under the
tables, ready to step off into the Oroville night. And then, hesitantly, every
hand but one went up.

Hands in his pockets, Arnie said, "How many Saturday morning clean-ups do we get
off for one tour in the bass boat?"