Written 12 December, 2006
XII. Chey Shapes the Beaches
Patrice didn’t say much when she came back, but if I were her I would have been pissed.
“You did what?” I would have roared. Instead, she took a look inside the crater and seemed satisfied, even though the swimming hole had shrunk considerably.
I’m sorry I was terraforming behind your back,” I told her later. “I couldn’t restrain myself.”
“Don’t worry, hon,” she replied. “Clients do it all the time.”
I was happy to learn it wasn’t just me.
I hired Patrice to make beaches on the newly-acquired east side of the island and lower the riverbed.
But she had to leave again, and I couldn’t restrain myself.
I used the Lower, Flatten, and Smooth terraforming tools to turn part of the mountainside into beach and to lower the river bottom. It took a good ninety minutes, but when I was done, there was a nice flat beach and the river was deep enough to swim in.
The job was pretty well done by the time Patrice got back. I would have been seriously pissed, but if she was she didn’t show it.
She left my work alone, which I guess meant that she thought I had done an okay job.
I paid her the agreed upon amount, of course.
I’m glad she’s still my friend.
Photo: A shark and an octopus await those swimming in the river.
Correction: Shark and octopus were lost when items were returned to owner (me), before I could get a snapshot. There's a $100L reward for their safe return.