Eight Thousand Gallons of Milk and a Small Blue Ledger

the five other board members looked up from their copies of the default notice. One of them, an old neighbor of ours named Marcus, slowly shook his head.

“The motion dies for lack of a second,” Harold said. He looked at me, then back at Gregory. “I would like to call for a new motion.”

“You cannot do this without a thirty-day notice,” Gregory said. His continue reading …