Golden Honey Jars on a Sunny Counter in Sweetwater

my thumb again. “Then he’ll buy the land from the bank for the price of the debt.”

“He can’t buy the land if we don’t sell,” David said.

“The property taxes are due in November,” I said. “Three thousand six hundred dollars, plus the interest on the equipment loan.”

David didn’t answer. He adjusted his cap again, looking down at his boots continue reading …