How Two Extra Jobs and Forty Thousand Dollars Bought the Old Miller Farm

“She was shaking so hard she could barely hold the paper.

I’m not mad at Kim.”

“Jeff?”

“Jeff has two kids in diapers and no shift work since the plant laid off forty men in November,” Nate said.

“My brother needed the help.”

He let the silence stretch for two miles while a red tractor pulled onto the gravel shoulder ahead of us.

“I’m not mad at my mother either,” Nate said softly.

“She thinks she paid us a compliment.”