Eight Thousand Gallons of Milk and a Small Blue Ledger

rushing together. “We need to move to flat-sided packaging to maximize space in the supermarket dairy cases.”

Arthur nodded slowly, his pen poised over the contract. He looked at me with a patient, polite expression that made my throat tighten.

“We need to move forward with the signatures by next Friday,” Arthur said.

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