Eight Thousand Gallons of Milk and a Small Blue Ledger

his words tripping over one another. “It makes more sense to have his name on our largest facility anyway.”

He adjusted his watch strap, his fingers twitching against the metal buckle.

“You lied to me this morning,” I said.

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