“And Rory told Sadie he was flat broke,” Ben said.

“Told her the welding shop was barely covering the utilities until May.”

“He said the winter freeze wiped out his savings.” I rubbed my thumb along the side of my index finger, feeling the rough skin by the knuckle.

“I can’t decide whether to confront him or keep my mouth shut.”

“You talk to him face-to-face,” Ben said, laying the paper back down between our plates.

“You put that slip right under his nose.”