He started slicing the celery stalks into thick, uneven pieces.

“Mr.

Henderson came into the clinic today,” I said, turning the stove dial down to a low simmer.

“He told me exactly what Walt’s been saying at the co-op.”

Luke kept chopping.

“Henderson likes to stir the pot,” Luke said.

“Has Walt said anything to you about developers?” I asked.

“Or subdividing the farm?”