2. The Store

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“This oughtta do it, provided we get a real early start in the morning,” Bob said, unaware of Mrs. Newsom’s presence.

“Bob, I need you to take this to the O’Brien place straight away,” she interrupted, her mouth feeling cottony and formal. Everyone gazed at the Western Union envelope, processing what must be its contents. Nowadays, good news never came from them. Mr. Scott took the lures and hooks behind the counter, wrapped them up, and gave them back to Bob. The store had become an even more pr…