Will Work for Food by Regina Puckett

Regina Puckett
By Regina Puckett February 23, 2013 14:49

Will Work for Food by Regina Puckett

Summary:

You see them everywhere. They stop you as you leave the grocery store. They accost you at gas stations and even when you’re leaving a restaurant with your family. Is there anything to be done about the growing number of beggars? It’s becoming a dog eat dog world.

Doris and Gerald Langford stop to help a young man and his son. They are willing to work for food, so why does this act of charity turn out so deadly?

The author has rated this book PG-13 (questionable content for children under 13).

Excerpt:

It was only after everyone was settled that Doris turned in her seat. The sight of the boy and man up close was even more heart shattering than from afar. Both of them were bright red from the heat, paper-thin, and they had a hopeless look of despair about them.

“I insist that the two of you drink my homemade sweet tea and eat a good meal before you start on the yard. There’s plenty of daylight left…”

Before all of the words were out of her mouth the man was shaking his head. “No. We’ll get the job done first. That’s the work ethics I’m teaching my boy, Andy, here. You don’t eat until you’ve earned it. I don’t want him thinking that things in life are free. We may be poor, but we ain’t no beggars. We ain’t asking for no handouts. My old man taught me that a man earns his way in life. I want my son raised up the same way I was. It’s a hard life but we got each other. As long as we got each other, and the strength the Good Lord gave us, we ain’t never gonna want for nothing.”

All that was said with abruptness, but the look of pride on his face toned down the harshness of it just a smidgen. The fierce expression on his face might have been enough to create a little bit of doubt in the mind of a lesser woman, but Doris was made of sterner stuff and was fully determined to do her good deed. “At least have some tea before you begin working on the yard. I wouldn’t want you to have a heatstroke because of dehydration.” Doris was a kindhearted soul, but she could also be firm when she took a mind to be. She didn’t give the man time to refuse but reached back and offered her hand. “I’m Doris Langford and this is my husband, Gerald.”

Gerald took his eyes off of the road long enough to nod a greeting into the rearview mirror.

The young man returned the nod and then offered a grimy and calloused hand to Doris. “I’m Michael Benson, and this here is my son, Andy. My wife is back home sick. I’ll accept your kind offer of that sweet tea, if you’ll let me and the boy wrap that meal up and take it back home with us to share with my wife. We ain’t had a good meal in eight days. I was able to kill a squirrel a couple of days back.” They were both so sickly looking Doris wasn’t certain how they were going to survive through the heat of the day without a good meal under their belts, much less wait to eat until after returning home. It seemed really unfair to her that Michael was making his son wait for his food too, since the child already looked half starved to death.

“You are more than welcome to eat before you leave, and I’ll wrap up more food for you to take home with you. Cutting the grass is worth more than one meal.”

He held up a hand to forestall another word from her. “I teach my boy that no one eats until everyone eats. It’s our way. I’m meaning no disrespect to you, but I couldn’t eat knowing my wife was back home hungry. I know Andy couldn’t either, so the faster we get the yard work finished, the faster we can all sit down together for a good meal.”

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