Too good to be true?

Our neighbors across the street are out of town, presumably on vacation. For the past few days, their youngest son who is about 19 has been busy filling their front yard with lumber that has been cut with the clear intent to turn it into firewood. My wife and I were a bit envious in watching the fuel accumulate on the lawn and were thinking “what a pleasant surprise the parents will have when they return from vacation; a ten-year supply of great firewood, their son's a real sweetheart!”

This afternoon, as we left for our walk, we talked to the apparently tireless young man and his buddy and congratulated him on how kind he was to work so hard at gathering all that timber for his parents' fireplace. He said they had cut these standing dead trees in the nearby Uintas mountains, 45 minutes away. Yes, it sure was a lot of hard work, but he and his friend were going to make some good money in selling everything... for their own account. So much for another random act of kindness...