Eight Thousand Gallons of Milk and a Small Blue Ledger

it without payment. The supplier put our account on hold because Gregory missed the last payment.”

“How much?” I asked.

Wayne looked down at the snapped plastic in his hand. “Ten thousand dollars. Cash or a certified check. And we would have to haul it ourselves.”

I rubbed my ring again, feeling the cool metal against my skin. “I have the savings.”

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