Day 8: Card: The Lovers
He returns to Crickhollow in October. The door's fixed, Fatty tells himself, and there's Frodo's left-behinds...
October stretches a long cold 'til the March ground-breaking, when comes trouble. Landlord Lotho claims tenant rights. Tenant wrongs, Fatty grumbles, sending money to help as can 'til May, when Lotho's ruffian arrives with a deed...
Quicker than thought, Fatty's down that lane, walking stick upraised, yelling after him.
But whither afterward?
"In Scary," neighbors advise, "there's folk like you."
There's Smith Wickle, at least, to welcome him.
"I don't want this," Fatty warns.
Wickle laughs. "Nobody does!"