How Two Extra Jobs and Forty Thousand Dollars Bought the Old Miller Farm
The crowd went completely silent.
The cold wind rattled a loose pane of glass in the tall courthouse window high above our heads.
“Forty thousand dollars,” Dobbs shouted into the bullhorn.
“Forty thousand going once.
Forty thousand going twice.”
Nate took one small step forward on the granite stair.
“Forty-one thousand,” Vance called out, glancing back at his sedan by the curb.
Nate didn’t look at me, and his face didn’t move.
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