Bidder Number Forty-Seven Offers Three Hundred Five Thousand for the Kearney Farm
“Since we decided to get serious about our savings,” I said.
Luke looked around the gym to see if anyone was listening.
Two women from the altar society were standing near the checkout table.
He buried his hands deep in his coat pockets.
“People in town are going to think we’re going under,” he said.
“Let them think whatever they want,” I said.
“Mr.
Henderson was already asking me at the hardware store why you’re working weekends,” Luke said.