It’s nice to be right about a horse.”

We stood for a moment under the yellow porch light.

A meeting hadn’t solved the problem, but we had turned the story into a plan.

That felt better than applause.

PART 8

The newspaper called the next morning.

A reporter named Olivia Marsh wanted to know whether Clarence was the oldest person ever charged with shoplifting in the county.

I told her I didn’t know and wasn’t interested in guessing.