“The debit card has to go out to her trailer by certified mail today,” I said.

“I’ll take it over to her trailer myself on my lunch break,” Brenda said.

She stamped the deposit slip and pushed the pink customer copy across the desk to me.

“So what are you going to do now, Garrett?” Brenda asked.

“You gave away the company, you gave away the cash and you gave away the big house.”

“I’m going to go buy two cribs,” I said.

At three that afternoon the heat had eased off and a gentle breeze was moving through the tall red oaks in the city park.