Now he knew I had just bet everything we had to save his family name.

I pulled away from Luke.

I folded the yellow sticky note and put it back in my pocket next to the dental scaler.

“Go talk to the clerk,” I told my husband.

“I need a minute.”

Luke walked toward the folding tables to handle the paperwork.

I walked the opposite way, straight toward the front steps of the white farmhouse.

Walt saw me coming.