Eight Thousand Gallons of Milk and a Small Blue Ledger

instantly, sending a gray splash of water across the toes of his work boots.

“The flat sides cannot distribute the weight when the pallet shifts,” Wayne said. “These new ones break at half the pressure.”

“Did Gregory see this test?” I asked.

“He saw it,” Wayne said, looking down at his wet boots.

I left the machine shop at eleven and walked out to the continue reading …