Eight Thousand Gallons of Milk and a Small Blue Ledger

The plastic flexed, but the seams remained tight. Not a single drop of water escaped onto the floor.

“Now look at what we are running today,” Wayne said.

He picked up one of the new, flat-sided jugs that Gregory had ordered. He filled it to the exact same line, capped it, and dropped it from the same height. The bottom corner split continue reading …