“The state news people were down here twice asking who bought the grand prize.”

“I checked every number,” I said.

I opened my handbag, took out a folded white envelope, and laid it flat next to the paper coffee cup.

Brenda looked at the envelope, then back up at my face.

“What’s this?” she asked.

“It’s a cashier’s check for twenty-five thousand dollars made out to the Oakridge Community Center youth program,” I said.

“I talked with the director this morning.