Planet Mower

I answered the ad. To be fair to it, every word was true. The garden is small. There are no edges. They did provide the transport. It just left a few things out. The clock, for one. That the garden is a planet. That there is another one after it. Whoever placed the ad knew more than they put in it. I am keeping a journal. Somebody should. One finger, a minute or two a planet. Free to play, with three lives that come back by themselves and no adverts. One optional purchase, Unlimited, opens the rest of the path and keeps you mowing when the lives run out.