Talent (2)

I was so good at odd jobs that I deserved the ridiculous praise of being a heaven-sent natural-born handyman.

I was fairly handy to begin with, so I had handled all the repairs around the run-down orphanage, too.

I would put those skills on display here.

"Good grief!! You can't even tell it was repaired?!"

I went to the grandmother's house next door.

At first, she hadn't been very pleased when she heard it was for a broadcast, but after I neatly repaired the chicken-coop and bathroom doors that wouldn't open properly, she was overjoyed.

All I received in return was ten eggs.

"Let's move on to the next house."

The house next door.

The bathroom light wouldn't turn on...