Eight Thousand Gallons of Milk and a Small Blue Ledger

“He bought plastic that was designed to fail,” Evelyn said. “He needed the merger because Mid-Valley promised him a signing bonus that would cover the rest of his loan. If the dairy stayed independent, he was going to lose his house by Christmas.”

I looked down at my hands. The silver wedding band felt loose on my finger.

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