Bidder Number Forty-Seven Offers Three Hundred Five Thousand for the Kearney Farm
I traced the edge of the laptop casing with my fingernail.
Seventy-one thousand dollars was a huge amount of cash for a mechanic and a dental hygienist to save.
It had taken four years of grinding physical exhaustion and cramped hands to build that balance.
But farmland around Kearney was selling at record highs.
Out-of-state corporations were aggressively driving up the price of every local parcel.
Luke softly read the total out loud again.
I looked at the yellow sticky note on the wooden table.