This happened. Ken's left arm was playing Velcro darts against Ken's right arm. Ken's right arm was beating Ken's left arm. Ken's left arm hardly ever won. It was bad. Sometimes Ken's right arm smeared Ken's left arm bad. He was keeping score on a pad of paper. It had the name of his travel agency at the top. Ken's travel agency was called Ken's Travel. Ken's travel agency was going out of business. Ken sat at his desk all day long. Sometimes he played darts. Ken was sitting in his deluxe business chair. It was the ultimate in office comfort. It had multifunction knobs to modify the angle of the back and control the forward tilt. There were not any customers in Ken's office. The lights were not even on. It was sunny outside. It was not very dark inside. The office had big windows. Houseplants were in the windows. One was a rubber plant. They told Ken rubber plants were perfect for beginners. It had glossy, leathery, large leaves. They were oblong to oval. Ken threw another dart. It stuck to the board. Ken wrote down 40. It was what his arm got. Ken had once been 40 himself. It was not that long ago. Ken was over 40 now. Ken made a stick figure out of the 0 in the 40. The 0 was the head. The face in the 0 was in anguish. Ken drew a box around the stick figure. The stick figure was trapped in the box. That signified Ken. The stick figure's hands and feet were out of proportion. They were too big. Ken's travel agency was located right next to a pet supplies shop. Next to the pet supplies shop was a Hallmark's. Next to that was Shelly's hair salon. She cut hair. Next to Shelly's hair salon was Mail Boxes Etc. Mail Boxes Etc. had recently joined forces with UPS and was now the world's largest retail shipping, postal and business services franchise company. Next to that was the huge supermarket where everybody went. Ken liked their donuts. He thought they tasted good. He bought a chocolate long john there every morning. The bakery knew him there. Reuben juggled dough balls sometimes when Ken asked him to. Ken did not care what was on the other side of the supermarket. Ken did not give a shit. Ken threw another dart. It was his left arm's turn. It barely stuck to the board. It was hanging by one Velcro. That was like Ken, too. Ken could not take it. Ken was just hanging there. Ken put down his right arm's last dart. It no longer mattered. Ken's left arm could not even catch up with a bull's eye. It was hard to get a bull's eye. The bull's eye was small and red. Ken stopped playing. It was still early in the morning. Then Ken lost himself in his screen saver. He zombied out. Ken watched the sun set over and over. It was in a tropical setting. Ken's day was just beginning. Ken's day was not to end for a very long time. He did not know it at the time. Ken had his travel agency decorated with clocks from different time zones around the world. They were all up on one wall. After that, the phone rang. Ken did not answer it. Customers who called never bought anything. They wasted Ken's time. Time was all that Ken had left. Ken did not even have any credit left. Ken only had three more checks left. He looked at his watch. It got 22 channels. It was almost time to go. Ken had to do something that day. It was a Friday. It made him angry. The phone stopped ringing. That made him glad. Ken had been experiencing sudden mood swings lately. They did not bother him that much. They bothered other people more. Ken had a family. Ken's deluxe black leather office chair had casters for easy mobility. Ken pushed himself back from his desk. He rolled on the chair mat. The hundreds of cleats on the underside of the chair mat gripped the carpet and kept the chair mat in place. It was summer. Ken poured himself a cup of coffee. Ken's coffee cup said Carnival Cruises on it. Carnival Cruises offered a wide array of quality cruises which presented outstanding value for the money. Ken said that to customers. The cup was white and the words on it were blue. Ken once took a 5-day Carnival Cruise to the Caribbean. He was accompanied by Shelly. Their stateroom had ample drawer and closet space. They spent a lot of time in their stateroom. Ken and Shelly walked along the City Light Boulevard at night. The sports deck was above the promenade deck. The top deck was the sun deck. Ken gave the cruise line an excellent rating. It was a business trip. Ken told his wife the weather was beautiful. He sent her a postcard. Ken was reminiscing. Then Ken finished his coffee. It smelled burnt. Ken took a piss and did not wash his hands. He left the toilet seat up. The fat, little Mexican lady did a wonderful job cleaning Ken's travel agency. She wiped up all the pubic hair. Ken was very content with her. He could never remember her name. Then Ken started to do what he had to do that day. Things were never the same after that. Even now Ken does not know how it all could have happened. Ken had to do what his wife asked him to do. She more or less told him to do it. It was supposed to only take Ken one hour. Ken's wife had her final exam that day. She was going to be a healing arts practitioner. Ken's wife had grown tired of retail. Ken's wife worked in women's fashion. She dressed in a fashionable manner. Ken secretly thought his wife still looked great for two kids. She was making him move out. He already found a condo that was in the area. It had a vaulted ceiling and a ceiling fan. Ken took his keys out of his pocket. Ken's wife was getting a new refrigerator delivered at 11:00 a.m. Ken had to be there for the delivery because Ken's wife could not be there. Ken's keys made a jingling noise. They were on a keychain. Ken locked up. He stood on the sidewalk in front of his travel agency and listened to the loudness of the jackhammer. They were widening the road. Ken was glad. He appreciated a wide road. Ken walked towards his car. His shoes were called Graham. He bought them because he liked them way more than Ernest. It was not even close. Ernest was too pointed. Graham was a refined, casual shoe. Refined casuals were not just for Fridays anymore. Ken heard his name being called. Ken knew it was his name. Ken knew what his name was. He looked up. It was Shelly. She was right there. So was Ken. They both were. Ken and Shelly were in the middle of the parking lot. No cars were coming or anything. Shelly said hi. So did Ken. Shelly looked at Ken's face. Ken's eyes were red. His face was puffy. He needed a shave. Ken looked at all of Shelly. It was an opportunity for Ken to do so. Shelly asked Ken how things were going. Shelly was just being nice. Ken pictured Shelly in the shower. Ken told Shelly they were getting a new fridge delivered. He said it was going to be a side-by-side refrigerator this time. Shelly said she always wanted a side-by-side refrigerator. Ken told her what color it was going to be. Shelly said she liked that color. Ken asked Shelly if she wanted to come and see it. Shelly stuck her hand in her purse. Ken knew Shelly had Mace in her purse. She said no. Shelly said she had to go open up. She pulled out her keys. Shelly's keys were also on a keychain. Shelly did not want anything from Ken anymore. Ken did not totally feel the same way. There were several things he still would have wanted. He said bye. So did Shelly. Ken did not move. Shelly walked to her hair salon. She cut between a row of cars. Ken watched Shelly's body walk away. Ken liked the back of Shelly's body almost as much as the front. Together, they made Shelly who she was. He got into his car. Ken was driving the old one. The old car was a piece of shit. Ken's wife had the new car that day. It was a big day for Ken's wife that day. She was specializing in massage therapy as well as baths, wraps, and scrubs. Reflexology was considered a component of massage therapy. The Swedish massage was the most popular therapeutic massage. It was known throughout the world. It relaxed muscles and improved circulation. The deep tissue massage was only for the person who wanted deep work. Trigger point therapy was necessary for a deep tissue massage. The lymphatic cleanser was one of many detoxifying baths. It aided in the removal of toxins from the body. Ken knocked his head on the rearview mirror when he got in the car. Ken was mad even before he knocked his head. He started the car. It did not start. Then it did. It was hot in the car. Ken started to drive. Ken drove around the parking lot. He found Shelly's car. Her bumper sticker said Honk if you wanna haircut. Ken's bumper sticker said something else. Ken pulled up next to Shelly's car. He adjusted the rearview mirror. Ken saw no one behind him. He spit a loogie on her fender. His window was open. Then Ken drove out of the parking lot and took a left. He drove slowly and cautiously because of the construction. Ken was not looking to get a traffic violation. His left arm was hanging out of the window. It was the loser arm. Ken's short-sleeve, button-down, polycotton navy shirt had equal amounts of comfort and style. Ken pulled his arm back in and put on the air. Ken cruised through a yellow light. It was not red. Ken kept his eyes on the road. He passed the nursing home. Every time Ken passed the nursing home, he had to think of his mom. She lived there. Ken drove straight home. Then he turned into his subdivision. Ken saw the delivery truck in his driveway. The delivery truck was already there. Ken parked at the curb and got out. The delivery man got out of his truck. He was young and fat. The delivery man had a round, pale face. A shiny wrench was sticking out of the front middle pocket of the delivery man's overalls. He was eating a Double Nut Neptune. Ken told him that that was his favorite candy bar. Ken apologized for being late. The delivery man told Ken not to sweat it. The delivery man said he just got there, too. He was a nice delivery man. The delivery man rode up the truck's automatic loading ramp. He rode back down with a dolly. Ken asked the delivery man if he needed any help. The delivery man said he did not need any help. He was already finished with his candy bar. The height of the dolly provided the leverage needed to move refrigerators, freezers, and washers. It had rub rails to protect from scratches and mars. The delivery man went into Ken's house. Dave came over. Ken and Dave had already said hi to each other when Ken got out of his car. Dave lived across the street from Ken. Dave was out shooting baskets. Dave's driveway was bigger and flatter than Ken's driveway. Dave had a three-point line painted on his driveway. He was an engineer. Dave asked Ken if their Wiffle ball game was still on for tomorrow. Ken said it was. Dave said he was glad to hear that. Dave told Ken he finally got his riser working. Dave had a batter's box taped on the back of his house. He used electrical tape. Ken asked Dave how he threw it. Dave said he threw it side arm with the holes down. He said he put his index and middle fingers above the holes along the seam and placed his thumb on the seam on the opposite side. He said he held his ring finger and pinky together at the center of the ball where the trademark and the patent number were. Ken said that he followed him. Dave said he was able to get it to rise between two and three feet because he had his whip motion down. Dave said that with his whip motion down Ken was not going to be able to touch his riser. Ken said bullshit. He said he was going to send Dave's riser up on the roof. Wiffle balls did not get stuck in their gutters because Ken and Dave both had gutter fencing. Gutter fencing was difficult to put up, but it was worth it in the long run. Ken and Dave both thought so. Ken and Dave were arch rivals as neighbors, but as a team they were in second place. They were the Crawdads. Dave said he would drop by tomorrow at their usual time. Then Dave swished one from his curb, did a reverse lay-up off the first bounce, and went inside. The delivery man came back out with the old fridge. He was very good with a dolly. The delivery man got the old fridge onto the loading ramp without difficulty. Ken stepped onto the loading ramp, too, and rode up the loading ramp with the delivery man. The delivery truck was 1538 cu. ft. Ken saw the new refrigerator. It was not in a box. Ken said he was surprised the refrigerator was not in a box. The delivery man said that they used foam now. They approached the refrigerator. Ken felt the truck's suspension under his feet. He rested one hand on the new refrigerator. Ken asked the delivery man if he could ask him something. The delivery man said that that was fine. Ken paused. He looked around at the convenient, padded rub rails on each of the truck's interior walls. Ken felt right at home. The delivery man wanted to know what Ken wanted to ask. Ken asked the delivery man if he would deliver the new refrigerator around to his backyard. The delivery man said he would as long as Ken would sign for it. Ken said he would, so the delivery man said he would. Ken said it had to do with his wife. Ken told the delivery man that he and his wife were having some marital problems. The delivery man said his parents got divorced back when he was in sixth grade. Ken patted the delivery man on the shoulder. Ken said thanks. The delivery man brought the refrigerator out to Ken's backyard. Ken said that he thought it would look nice next to the dogwood. The delivery man put it there. He asked Ken if he wanted him to remove the foam packaging. Ken said that would be great. Ken gave the delivery man a nice tip. The delivery man left. Ken stood in his backyard next to his refrigerator. From where he was standing, Ken could see Paul sitting on a lawn chair in his garage. Paul was cleaning his clubs. He was retired. Paul was not allowed to open the windows in his house because his wife said the drapes got dirty when the windows were open. Paul sat in his garage a lot. Ken waved to Paul, and Paul waved back. They went golfing together once a week. Ken was going to miss his friends when he moved. Ken flipped through the user's manual. It said the refrigerator was tan. Ken opened one of the doors. It was the freezer. There were slide-out wire freezer baskets in there for quick and easy access. Ken closed the freezer door and opened the other door. The refrigerator had crispers with automatic humidity control. One shelf rolled up and down to accommodate tall items. The manual said it was called the elevator shelf. There was an egg bin with a lid. Ken had always liked a good egg. He closed that door, too. Ken rolled up the user's manual and whacked himself on the leg with it. Ken went inside. He poured himself a drink. He needed to take a shower. Ken took a drink. The new Pope John Paul II plate was hanging up on the wall. Ken's wife collected plates. It was the first plate Ken's wife hung up all by herself. Ken's wife said she could do things by herself. The kitchen looked so different without a refrigerator. Ken did not know what they could possibly have for dinner. Ken ate some peanuts with his drink. They were salted. High blood pressure was one way to die. Then Ken took a hot, wet shower. It felt good. He remembered the one time Shelly took a shower there. Ken was with her in the shower. Shelly only took a shower there once because they felt it was not the right thing to do. It was a great time. They did it in the shower. Shelly said she liked the way Ken's wife decorated the house. That was about all Ken remembered. Ken turned off the water. He was dripping wet. He stepped onto the amethyst butterfly bath rug. It was a definite crowd pleaser. Lovely sage green and lavender butterfly patches were embroidered on opposite corners. Ken grabbed a towel. He dried off with it. Ken heard voices. Voices were coming from the backyard. Ken peeked from behind the shade. He peeked because he was still naked. Ken was almost dry. Ken's family was down there in the backyard. Ken's two children were trying to walk on the grass in their in-line skates. Ken did not know which one was which because they had on their protective gear. They were boys. Ken's wife looked baffled. She was talking on the phone. Ken put on his blue bathrobe. He opened the window. He said hi to everyone. Everyone looked to see where Ken's voice was coming from. Ken said he was up in the master bath. Everyone looked up. Ken's boys were happy to see him. They started doing stunts for Ken. Ken said they were great ones. Ken told them just to watch out for the refrigerator. Ken's boys said they were watching out. Ken asked his wife how her final exam went. Ken's wife asked Ken what the new refrigerator was doing in the backyard. She was wearing the multi-stripe relaxed blouse she bought for the final exam. It was the epitome of subdued sophistication. Ken tightened the belt of his bathrobe. Ken did not want his private parts to show. Ken said he had no idea. He said he did not even know the new refrigerator had been delivered at all. Ken said he would be right down. Ken's wife said she was trying to reach somebody about the refrigerator. She said she was on hold. Ken asked his wife who she was trying to reach. Ken's wife said that she first tried the store. Ken asked his wife what the store said. Ken's wife said the store said they did not know anything about it. Then Ken's wife said she tried the delivery company. Ken asked her if they knew anything about it. Ken's wife said they kept transferring her all over and that now she was on hold. She said she almost did not have any talk time left. Ken said he would be right there. Ken had been holding the shower squeegee the whole time. Ken and his wife squeegeed the shower walls after every shower. They did not want the caulking to turn black or green. Ken said he just had to squeegee the shower and then he would be right there. Ken's wife hung up. She screamed. She was angry. She put her cell phone in her fashion-forward hemp tote. It displayed colorful hues and was earth-friendly. Ken's wife said her battery was out. She told Ken to bring his phone down when he came down. Ken said he would. He said he would be right down. He said he would squeegee the walls later. Ken closed the window. He walked through the house and down the deck steps to the backyard. He had clothes on now. His two boys started running towards him. He said they should take off their skates, but they did not want to. He gave them both a big bear hug at the same time. Ken suggested that they at least take off their protective gear. He said they must be hot. It was a hot day. Ken's boys said they were not hot. Ken was glad his children liked their protective gear so much. It saved lives. It was expensive, too. Ken said hi to his wife. He could smell her perfume. It smelled like flowers. Ken rested his hand on her shoulder and then took his hand back. Ken's hand did not belong there anymore. Ken's wife asked Ken if he had his phone. Ken said he sure did. It was attached at his waist. He was wearing shorts. Ken's wife said the whole thing was ridiculous. Ken agreed. He said it was pretty funny. He said it was pretty weird. Ken's wife asked Ken for his phone. Ken said he would try giving them a call himself. Ken told his wife not to worry about it. Ken said he would put some pressure on those jerk-offs. Ken said he would take care of the matter. Ken's wife told the two boys to go inside and get cleaned up. The two boys moaned and started falling all over the lawn. They said they did not want to. They said they were playing kangaroo. Ken told his sons that they could play kangaroo for two more minutes. His sons said they wanted to play kangaroo for five more minutes. Ken said they could play kangaroo for three more minutes. Ken had never seen them play kangaroo before. He asked his wife if it was a new game they learned at school. Ken's wife told Ken to call the delivery company. Ken grabbed his cell phone. He asked his wife to finally tell him how her final exam went. He wanted to know if he could call her a healing arts practitioner. Ken's wife said she passed her final exam. She said she got an A on her final exam. Ken congratulated his wife. Ken asked his two sons if they had congratulated their mother. He told them that their mother was now a healing arts practitioner. His sons did not hear him because they were hopping over on the side of the house. Ken told them to be careful with the woodpile. Ken's wife showed Ken the number to call and told him to call. Ken started calling. Ken asked his wife if she was still going to the final exam party at the Healing Arts Institute. Ken's wife said she was. Ken asked his wife if she would like him to come along with her. Ken's wife said no. She said they had already discussed it a hundred times. Ken finished dialing. Ken got an automated voice recording. He was put on hold. Ken told his wife that he was on hold. Ken's wife told the two boys that the three minutes were up. She told them to hop upstairs and clean up. She told them to take off their skates and protective gear in the garage. Ken stepped away from his wife and acted like he was no longer on hold. He started talking. It was all one big bluff. The whole time he was listening to jazz-type music. He kind of liked it. He wondered why he never listened to jazz. He finished talking and hung up. He clipped his phone back on to his waist. Ken took a deep breath. He turned to face his wife. Ken's wife asked Ken what they said. Ken lied. Ken said they were going to look into it. Ken's wife wanted to know when they were going to take care of it. Ken said they said they would take care of it as soon as possible. Ken's wife wanted to know when that was. Ken said they said by tomorrow at the latest. Ken's wife wanted to know if they were supposed to leave the refrigerator outside until they took care of it. Ken said that was a good question. Ken's wife said she just could not believe it. Ken said he really could not believe it either. Ken told his wife that they would just have to stick together and get through it together. Ken's wife did not respond. Ken said he wanted to hear all about her exam. Ken's wife said she already told him. She said she said she got an A. Ken said congratulations. He said he knew she could do it. Ken's wife said she had to go get ready. Ken reached for his wife's hand. Ken's wife told Ken to let go. Ken let his wife's hand go. Ken's wife went inside. Ken stayed outside a second. He waved to Paul. Then Ken followed his wife into the house. Ken's wife kicked off her mules as she stepped into the house. They looked Italian. They were sleek and shiny. Their pointed toes were embellished with detailing. The boys were playing a video game. They said they were ready. They were twins. Ken asked his wife what they were ready for. Ken's wife said they were going to a slumber party. Ken said he had not been aware of that. Ken's wife said she forgot to tell him about it. Ken said he thought he was going to have some quality time with his sons. Ken's wife said he would have the rest of the weekend. Ken and his wife reached the top of the stairs. Ken was still walking behind his wife. Ken said he had been thinking. Ken's wife said she was going to take a shower. Ken knew that meant he had to wait outside. Ken said he could tell her what he had been thinking when she got out. Ken's wife closed the door. Ken sat on the stairs and waited for his wife to take a shower. Ken heard John Madden's voice coming from the boys' video game. It was football. John Madden's voice brought back memories. Ken's wife came out. Her shoulders were bare. She had on a tube dress with smocked bust and ruffled trim. Ken stood up. His wife looked awesome. Ken said that if she had a second, he could tell her what he had been thinking. Ken's wife said she was in a hurry, but that she had a second. Her toenails were painted. Ken fiddled with a switch on the wall, and the attic fan turned on. It made a loud rumbling noise. Ken apologized. He turned it off. Ken said that with everything going on. He said by everything he meant the refrigerator. Ken said that it maybe was not the right time for him to be moving out. Ken said he thought maybe he should stay until things normalized. He said he was ready to normalize. Ken's wife did not agree. Ken's wife called downstairs to the boys. She said they should turn off their game and put their shoes on. She asked them if they had their sleeping bags, their PJs, and their toothbrushes. They said they had them. Ken's wife told Ken that if she did not come home tonight, she would pick up the boys tomorrow morning on her way home. She looked at herself in the hall mirror one more time. Then she went downstairs. Ken followed her downstairs. Ken stared at his wife's collar bone. Ken told his boys to have a great time. He gave them a thumbs-up. His boys said they would. Ken told them not to stay up too late. His boys said they were going to try to stay up all night. Then Ken's wife and two boys left. Ken was alone. He was going to have to get used to that feeling. Ken started to go to the fridge for a beer. Ken was so used to having a fridge. Everything was changing. Ken grabbed a beer from under the bar. He held it in his hand and stared into the family room. It made Ken glad to know that his boys liked their football video game so much. Ken went out onto the deck. He sat down on the chaise lounge. Ken stretched out on it. He enjoyed the timeless tradition of relaxing outdoors on it. Paul's garage door was down. That meant Paul was inside for the night. Ken opened his beer. He took a big gulp. After the big gulp, he put the can up on the left-hand work surface of his gas grill. There was not a slab of meat in the house. Ken adjusted his chaise lounge. It adjusted to four different positions. Ken picked the one he liked best. Ken put his hands behind his head. He drank his beer. He had bare feet. It was turning into a nice evening. Ken looked at the refrigerator in his backyard. It was an odd sight. Ken got another beer. Ken set up the oscillating sprinkler in the backyard. He was careful not to get the refrigerator wet. His medium ultimate deep dish with pepperoni and onion arrived. Ken ate a lot of it. Ken had to readjust his chaise lounge to eat it. Some cheese got on his t-shirt. It was pizza. Ken got another beer. The cans were lined up next to each other on the work surface. The sky was turning a darker shade of blue. Ken's oscillating sprinkler was still watering the same patch of lawn. Ken turned the stainless steel condiment basket over and over in his hands. It was empty. Ken filled the basket up with condiments when he barbequed. Ken used a lot of condiments. He liked them a lot. Ken stared through the holes of the condiment basket and recalled some of the memorable meals he had made at the grill. Ken knew that the flavorizer bars were the whole secret. Ken was glad he went with the grill with the flavorizer bars. Ken almost stepped in the last piece of pizza. Ken decided not to have another beer. He went into the garage and opened the utility bench. Ken took out his work boots. Heavy-duty work socks with double toe- and heel-stitching were stuffed in his work boots. Ken put them on first. Ken laced up his boots. Rakes, pruning tools, a post hole digger, edgers, and shovels were hanging up along one wall of the garage. Ken took down the shovel with the patented "Power Collar". The durable textured powder coating on the tool head kept debris from sticking. Ken took it with him back to his backyard. He turned off the faucet. Ken walked over to the area he had been watering. His boots made squishy noises in the area. The area was wet. Ken pushed over the refrigerator. It landed with a loud crash. Then Ken started to dig. The first twenty minutes were easier than Ken thought they were going to be. Then Ken got a blister on his thumb and his back started to hurt. Ken put on garden gloves. He took off his shirt. Then Ken dug some more. Then Ken took a break. He sat down on the refrigerator. A mosquito flew up and bit him on the forehead. Ken went back to the garage and got out the Conceal candles. Conceal candles were better than Citronella and DEET because they were inhibitors. They made it difficult for mosquitoes to smell human targets. Ken was a human target. He lit three of them and placed them on the refrigerator. Ken started to dig again. Ken went up on the deck and ate the last piece of pizza. He was glad he did not step on it earlier. Ken liked cold pizza almost as much as hot pizza. Ken ate the piece of pizza with his garden gloves on. He walked back down into the yard. Ken shoveled some more. The lights were on in homes all around his neighborhood. They were Ken's neighbors. Ken did not have any garden torches to set up. They would have looked nice. Ken's hole was already knee-deep. He sat down again on the refrigerator. Ken was very careful not to sit down on the candles. They were working. Ken only had that one mosquito bite. Ken was too tired to stand back up. He lay down on his back. Ken looked up at the sky. The street lights made it too bright to see any stars. Ken closed his eyes. A June bug or some other kind of bug woke Ken up. Ken felt invigorated for a short period of time. He worked on his hole. Then Ken dropped the shovel and went inside. He got another beer. He flopped on the couch. He turned on the TV. The audience was laughing. Ken fell asleep. Ken woke up. The quaint, heritage pendulum wall clock over the mantelpiece was chiming. It had Roman numerals. It was 7 a.m. The family room was bright. Cartoons were on. Ken watched one. He still had his boots on. The couch was dirty. Ken saw his footprints on the carpet. His wife was not going to like that. He walked to the pantry. It was hard for Ken to walk because his muscles hurt. Ken finished a bag of bite-size cookies with big chocolate chips. He made lemonade flavor drink. He did not overfill or mound the measuring cap when he made it. Ken made four servings. To retain freshness, Ken closed the mix container back up. He drank two servings right away. Ken ate the last banana in the fruit bowl. It looked like Pope John Paul II was looking right at him. Ken threw away the banana peel. It was garbage day. Ken wheeled the garbage can down to the curb. Ken looked at his neighbors' curbs to see if it was recycling day, too. It was. Ken walked back to his garage. Ken pulled out the bottom bin of the recycling tower. It was over three feet tall. It put a stop to recycling sprawl. The bottom bin was for aluminum. Ken carried the bottom bin down to the curb. He went around to the backyard. Ken put on his gloves. He picked up his shovel. Ken still had a lot more work ahead of him if he was going to bury the refrigerator. Paul's garage door opened up. They waved. Paul sat down and washed his golf balls. Ken made the hole a little wider. He went over next to the deck and took a leak. It was all the lemonade flavor drink he drank. Ken was having difficulties making the hole deeper. It was already pretty hot. Ken put the sprinkler on the hole to soften up the dirt more. It helped a little. It turned the dirt to mud. Ken got wet. It felt good. Ken was muddy. Little by little the hole was getting a little deeper. Dave came around back. Dave was wearing khaki slacks. A yellow polo went with it. Dave said he tried the doorbell but nobody answered. Ken said he was the only one home. He was standing down in the hole. It made Dave look even taller than he really was. Dave was taller than Ken. He had better posture. Dave asked Ken what he was doing. Ken stuck the shovel in the mud. He said he was burying their old refrigerator. Dave asked Ken why he did not just have it hauled away the day before. Ken said it was going to cost him $45. Ken said he thought that was too much. Dave agreed. Dave asked Ken if he wanted him to turn off the sprinkler. Ken said not to worry about it. Dave said he had some bad news. Ken asked Dave what was up. Dave said his wife's father unexpectedly died last night. Ken said he was sorry to hear that. Dave said thanks. Ken told Dave to tell his wife he was sorry. Dave said he would tell her. Dave said they got the call in the middle of the night. He said they were packing up the car now and were leaving in a few minutes. Dave said he was going to have to cancel their Wiffle ball game today. Ken said that was okay. Ken said with all the digging. Dave asked Ken if he could get their mail for them while they were gone. Ken said no prob. Dave said he was flying back at the end of next week. He said his wife was going to stay a little longer. Dave said his wife's mother was probably going to come live with them. Dave said there were a lot of big changes on the horizon. Ken agreed to that. Then Dave said he had to go. Ken told Dave to drive safely. Dave said he would. He said they would play ball next weekend. Ken said that he probably could not play Wiffle ball next weekend. Dave wanted to know why. Ken said he probably could not play because he was moving out next weekend. Dave wanted to know what Ken meant by moving out. Ken flung some mud over his shoulder and said that him and his wife were getting a divorce. Dave said whoah. He asked Ken if him and his wife were really getting a divorce. Ken said they were. Ken said he was moving into the condos down by the Noah's Ark Motor Inn. Dave said he had heard of those places. He said he heard they were supposed to be nice. Dave said he was real sorry. He told Ken he would help him move if he needed any help. Ken said thanks. Then Dave had to go. He left. Ken dug for about another hour. He did not have his watch on. The hole got a little deeper. The water bill was going to be through the roof. Ken's wife and his two boys appeared on the deck. Ken's wife screamed. Ken's wife asked Ken what in the hell he was doing. The way she asked him made him a little mad. It was her tone of voice. Ken asked his wife what in the hell it looked like he was doing. Ken's two sons thought it was cool. They wanted to go down and play in mud with their dad. Ken told them to come on down and play. Ken's wife would not let them. Ken's wife told them to stay up on the deck. Ken asked his sons how late they stayed up. They said they stayed up until three in the morning. Ken said that was pretty late. He asked them if they had a good time. They said they had a great time. Ken said that that was the most important thing. Ken told them that whatever they did, they should always try to enjoy life. Ken's wife told Ken to stop what he was doing. Ken told his wife that he was not going to stop now that he was almost done. Then Ken's wife put her hands on the deck railing and asked Ken if he was the one who put the refrigerator in the backyard in the first place. Ken said it took her long enough to figure that one out. Ken's wife told the boys to get inside. First the boys did not move. Then they stepped into the kitchen. The deck was right off the kitchen. Ken's wife told Ken that she was calling the police. Ken asked his wife what she was going to tell them. She told Ken that she was going to tell them that her husband was destroying the house. Ken's sons were back out on the deck. Ken's wife told them to get back inside. They went back inside. Ken resumed his digging. The police came. They looked pretty relaxed about it. They walked around back. Paul stood up from his lawn chair, then he sat back down. Ken said hi to the police officers from down in the hole. He did not stop digging. The two policemen wanted to know what the problem was. Ken said he did not feel there was a problem. Ken said it was his backyard, his refrigerator, and his shovel. Ken's wife started yelling. The policemen told her to keep it down. Ken told the policemen that his wife flew off the handle a lot. The policemen asked Ken to step out of the hole. Ken said that he would be right out. He said that he was almost finished. The policemen said that he could finish it later. One of the policemen turned off the sprinkler. Ken asked him to turn it back on. The policeman did not turn the water back on. Ken told the policeman to turn his fucking water back on. The other policeman called in for back-up. Ken's wife started screaming again. Ken's wife said her husband was out of control. Ken said to his wife that she was the one who was screaming. The policemen told both of them to settle down. Ken said he was settled down. Ken said he was not the one with the problem. One policeman put his boot up on the refrigerator. He told Ken that he would be saving himself a lot of problems if he would just put down the shovel and climb out of the hole. Ken stopped digging. He looked up to the deck. His sons were kneeling down on the deck. They were looking at him between the spindles. They were his own flesh and blood. The policeman told Ken to put down the shovel and slowly get out of the hole. Ken got out of the hole. The policeman told Ken to drop his shovel. Ken held onto his shovel. He gripped the shovel with both hands. The second squad car arrived. Ken's wife screamed at the boys to get in the house. Ken told his wife to never ever scream at his sons like that again. Paul was standing in his garage. He had a wet rag in one hand and a golf ball in the other. He was wondering what was going on. The four policemen surrounded Ken. Ken told them to stay away. He held his shovel like a bat. The four policemen took a step forward. Ken took a swing. The policemen all took a step back. Ken told the four policemen to arrest his wife. One policeman told Ken that to their knowledge his wife had not done anything. Ken said his wife was kidnapping his two children from him. He said she was never going to let him see them again. Ken's wife screamed that that was not true. Ken told the policemen not to believe her. Ken said she was kicking him out of the house and taking his children. One policeman told Ken that nobody was taking anybody's children. Ken told him that he did not know dick about fuck. Ken's two sons were back out on the deck again. The policemen told Ken that the sooner he came with them, the sooner the problem would be rectified. Ken took another swing. The shovel slipped out of Ken's hands. It flew through the air. It hit one of the policemen on the arm. Ken's wife screamed. Ken said shit. The other policemen overpowered Ken. Ken was lying on his stomach before he knew it. Ken's hands were cuffed behind his back. Ken said he was really sorry. He said he did not mean to do that. He asked if the one policeman was hurt. The policemen did not respond. Ken had to remain on his stomach. He could see up to the deck. His two sons were crying. That made Ken cry, too. Everything hit him right then and there. They were saying not to hurt their dad. One policeman called in. The other policemen got Ken to his feet. Ken was dirty and exhausted. Tears were running down his cheeks. The policemen started to escort Ken to their cruiser. Ken looked at his two sons. Ken said, "Love ya, guys."