She walked over. The gardener in the red overalls laughed. Unabashed. He had dark-skin, dreadlocked hair and giggles. Not a little but a pandemic sized contagious whirl. Wiping the whole island clean of built-up tension. He actually lay on the floor and held his belly. Tried to say something through his tears, but couldn't get his words out, and what did come out was unintelligible.