Seven Yellow Circles on a Plain Plate Saved My Family Home

across the side of Clara’s house as he backed out.

I stood in the driveway for a long minute, the exhaust fumes lingering in the cold air. My savings were nearly gone, but the pasture line had to be defended before the November deadline.

The local surveyor, Mr. Henderson, wanted twelve hundred dollars to verify the pasture boundaries. It would take nearly continue reading …