Eight Thousand Gallons of Milk and a Small Blue Ledger

have been. The seam along the bottom was thick and white, a sign that the plastic had been forced through the mold at the wrong temperature.

I held the jug at shoulder height and let it drop onto the concrete floor.

The bottle did not bounce. It split instantly along the entire length of the side seam, the dry plastic cracking open with a sound like continue reading …