Bidder Number Forty-Seven Offers Three Hundred Five Thousand for the Kearney Farm
“People change their rules when they have cash,” I said.
“I guess they do,” Luke said.
I turned my head and looked out the passenger window.
Walt had no debt left, a new vehicle, and a clear conscience.
He honestly believed we had moved on.
He believed I had accepted my place as the town girl who didn’t belong on a tractor.
“Are we just going to let him pretend the sale never happened?” I asked.
“He came to the game,” Luke said.