Green Grow The Rashes And Other Stories - Plot & Excerpts
He gave back an equally large grin as he turned the book around to show Tom Delaney the cover. "How to see the world on five dollars a day." "And what would you be wanting to see the world for?" Tom said, his heavy Irish brogue coming through thickly. "Sure and don’t the docks bring the world to you, every day, and for less and five bucks?" Robin thought hard about the answer. He’d lived in this city all his life, all twenty years of it. Up until this year he had wanted no more. He had many good friends, he had a good job, and Friday nights in the bar were just fine. Tom was partially right. Working in the docks had brought the world to him. But lately the wanderlust had grown in him and he often looked out along the river and wondered. Recently every day, he found himself wondering a little bit more. "You know how it is Tom," he said. "A young man’s got to sow his oats while he can." The older man laughed at that. "Sowing oats now is it? And what would a lad from the Bronx know about oats?
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