Ninety-One Thousand Dirty Pennies Dumped on a Driveway in Oak Creek

“It sure would.”

“And you told him no anyway.”

“I told him I’d think it over.” I folded the wax paper into a square.

“Then I drove home and thought it over.”

She gave one short laugh through her nose.

“Tomorrow at noon I’m bringing three retired lunch clerks,” she said.

“RuthAnn, Dorcas, and a woman named Peg who can hear a coin hit the floor clear across a gym.

They’ve been bored since 2009.”