“Full family coverage,” Dale said, his gravelly voice dropping.

“Dental and vision included for every kid under eighteen.”

“That was the condition,” Irene said quietly.

He clicked the pen twice.

He pressed his palm flat on the paper to smooth out the crease before signing his name on the bottom line.

“The town drive kicks off Saturday at eight a.m.,” Paul Vance said, crossing his arms.

“How many collection buckets are we putting out on Main Street?”

Dale capped the pen and set it down in the middle of the table.