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“You’re wasting your time!” Jack yelled from his hole.

                “No, you’re wasting my time!” Jim yelled back down into the hole.

Jack huffed and returned to digging.  It had been several days since Jack had begun burrowing and he had now tunneled many feet underground.  Three times a day, at exactly the same times, Jim would lower down food and water on a platform.  Jack would routinely dig and rest in grueling intervals.  Jack would also sleep every night on the newly uncovered dirt while Jim slept peacefully on the grass above.  The conditions were harsh for Jack, but he was confident- no, certain- that he would find the treasure.

When Jack first started his excavation, Jim, at first, watched him.  Jim was not as convinced as Jack, but he also could not allow Jack to work himself to death; either by exhaustion, dehydration or starvation.  Jack was very strong-willed, as self-described, while Jim was more level-headed.  While Jim would be more likely to describe Jack as thick-skulled, he could not help but to admire his determination.  So, in accordance, Jim stayed nearby to fetch him food and water.  In the time between, Jim began a project in carpentry to equal his counterpart.

Several more days of digging passed.

“You’re wasting your time!  If you helped me dig, we would reach it faster!” Jack now shouted through his burrow.

“And we would both have deeper graves!” Jim shouted back.

Jack huffed and returned to digging.  It had been many days now since Jack had begun burrowing and he had now tunneled yards underground.  Three times a day, at exactly the same times, Jim would lower down food and water on a platform.  Jack would routinely dig and rest in grueling intervals.  Jack would also sleep every night on the newly uncovered dirt while Jim slept peacefully on the grass above.  The conditions were harsh for Jack, but he was sure that he would find the treasure.

Jack continued to persist and perspire while Jim remained above: worried, but remaining helpful.  Jim still worked on his project while Jack worked on his.  Jim did his best to match Jack’s work ethic.

Many more days of digging passed.

“You’re wasting your time!  You should leave here and prepare our lives for riches!” Jack screamed from his pit.

“It is stressful enough to prepare for you!” Jim screamed back.

Jack huffed and returned to digging.  It had been weeks now since Jack had begun burrowing and he had now tunneled a mile underground.  Three times a day, at exactly the same times, Jim would lower down food and water on a platform.  Jack would routinely dig and rest in grueling intervals.  Jack would also sleep every night on the newly uncovered dirt while Jim slept peacefully on the grass above.  The conditions were harsh for Jack, but he was hopeful that he would find the treasure.

“You’re wasting your time!  Any work you have done will be meaningless when I have the treasure!”  Jack shrieked from his hole.

“I will repeat that piece of advice back to you!” Jim shrieked back.

Jack huffed and returned to digging.  It had been several weeks now since Jack had begun burrowing and he had now tunneled miles underground.  Three times a day, at exactly the same times, Jim would lower down food and water on a platform.  Jack would routinely dig and rest in grueling intervals.  Jack would also sleep every night on the newly uncovered dirt while Jim slept peacefully on the grass above.  The conditions were harsh for Jack, and he has given up on finding the treasure.

“I’ve wasted our time!  I’ve now dug too deep to get out!  Please, I have tried many times before, but now really listen to me- leave me and return home!”  Jack bawled from his hole.

“You are not the only stubborn one!” Jim hollered back.

Jim extended down the carpentry project- a ladder- he had been working on every day, into the hole.  He had made sure to keep up with Jack every day so that Jack would never be too deep for Jim to unbury.

Jack’s eyes watered.  “I knew what I wanted and I have found it.  No, I had already found it.  I thought I knew where it was but I had forgotten to look up.”

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