Karen,
If you’re reading this, you found the corner. I knew you would. You read my notebook like scripture.
I’m sorry I’m not good at talking. I’m sorry I didn’t say more while there was time. I thought about it every day. I’d open my mouth and there was nothing in it but “pass the salt.”
Here’s what’s in the box. It’s been in the ground since 2016, the year the drought took the creek bottom and we nearly lost the herd. Remember that spring, when I said I’d gotten a good price on the old Case? I hadn’t. I sold it for twenty-two thousand, and I buried the money, because I was scared. I didn’t want you to know how close we came.Then the calf prices came back, and I was too ashamed to tell you I’d hidden it. So I’ve left it there. Added a little each year. I’m not proud of the secret. But it’s yours.
