After a careful examination of the internet report of his utility bills on his laptop, Rock realized he had long paid water bills for at least two friends with the Little Rock Hash House Harriers. One was a seventy-five-year-old man named Bob McKinney, who lived in a four-hundred thousand dollar west Little Rock home and had multiple adult children and many grandchildren. The other was a former girlfriend named Jenny Devine, who now lived with her husband—an airline pilot for Delta—and two teenaged children in a New Jersey suburb of New York City.
This seemed incredible. Rock knew his own water bill had run twenty-five dollars a month for the last seventeen years, but he didn't think he could possibly have paid fifty dollars a month for the last twenty without knowing it.
He was awake now, sitting in 9 a.m. daylight on his living room couch. Rock walked into his bathroom and saw that his cat Joe had shredded toilet paper that hung toward the floor from the roller on the wall above. He figured this was somehow correlated to his having cut off another Hasher's electricity bill he had also paid for years.
Rock wondered why he wasn't broke, but his worry gradually dispersed as he began to more-clearly realize none of these things were possible.
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