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The old drywall was useless, so he started hacking it up and carrying it outside, using the back door that led out into the courtyard.It didn’t take him too long, since both small walls had come down almost intact.Before he knew it, there was a small pile of lumber sitting under the stairs, and the only remnants of the walls were some odd nails here and there and dust.
Mason looked at his watch.“That didn’t take long at all.Of course, I’d probably be done already if not for some stupid ass old woman...ghost.”
He started on the other two walls on the other side of the lower part of the house without incident.It didn’t take him long to get them down, and most of the materials separated, the unusable components hauled out, when Mitch and Paul returned, making enough noise to raise the dead.Mason laughed at himself as he thought that.“Well, I already managed to do that,” he said to himself smiling.It’s going to take more than some lame ass ghost to run me off.
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“Hey guys,” Mason greetedMitch and Paul.“You’ll never guess what I saw!”
Paul dropped two rolls of wiring.“What’s that?”
“A ghost!An ol’ woman came at me!”Mason smiled.“Isn’t that so cool?”
Mitch frowned.“You feelin’ aw’right, there, Mas?”
Paul was looking skeptical.“A what?Ghost?”
“Yeah, an honest-to-god ghost.”Mason was still smiling.
“Did you hit your head again, Mas?You feel okay?”Mitch looked closely at Mason.
“No, I didn’t hit my head.”
“You know there are no such things as ghosts, don’t ya?”Paul chuckled.“You’re just trying to spook us, ain’t ya?”
Mason rolled his eyes.“No.Honestly.I did see a ghost.She came at me when I took out that first wall, and then again, when I knocked down the other one.”
“Mason...buddy, maybe you need to take the rest of the day off.”Mitch stepped closer, looking intently at Mason.
“I know what I saw, Mitch, and I fucking saw a ghost.”Mason scowled at the other two.“Fine, don’t believe me, but Ididsee a ghost.I know I did.”
“Do me a favor; if you happen to see a leprechaun, can you at least ask him where his pot of gold is?”Paul snickered.“I only need enough to get Christmas taken care of for the kids.You guys can split whatever is left over.”
“Ha!Good one, Paul,” Mitch laughed, punching Paul’s big arm.“I could use some non-taxable cash.”
“Hardy-har-har,” Mason frowned.“Go ahead, don’t believe me, but I’m tellin’ ya, when we get back to working downstairs, you’ll see for yourselves.She’s down there I’m tellin’ ya.If I’m a lyin’, I’m a dyin’!”
The two other men laughed.
“Sure, Mas, whatever you say,” Mitch said, rolling his eyes at Paul.“Meanwhile, Paul and I are going to start on the upstairs wiring.We hope to get that done or the most of it at any rate before we call it a day.Why don’t you start on demoing out the kitchen?”
“Sure you don’t want me getting up in the attic?”Mason offered.“It’s already going to be hot up there.It is my house, after all.”
“Yeah...I don’t think you need to be on any ladders.Who knows what you might see next.”Mitch chuckled, shaking his head.
“Maybe some fairies?”Paul laughed, and then frowned.“Oh, sorry, Mason.I didn’t...well I...I wasn’t calling you a fairy or nothin’!No insult or nothin’.”
Mason couldn’t help but laugh as big, badass Paul blushed and stumbled over his own words, afraid that he’d offended.“I didn’t even think of that, but it is kinda funny.”
Mitch nudged Paul’s shoulder with his own.“We’ll know if he does; he’ll be covered in fairy dust, most likely bright pink.”
“And onthatnote, I’ll gladly let you sweat your skinny ass off in that attic,” Mason stated flatly.
“Hey, there’s nothin’ wrong with my ass,” Mitch said defensively, looking around at his butt.“You think my ass is skinny?”he asked Paul.
Paul frowned.“I don’t think I’ve ever noticed your ass, and I’m not going to start looking now!”
Mason nearly doubled over, laughing.“I so wish I had a camera right now.The look on Paul’s face is priceless and you standing there trying to look at your own ass.”
