going for. But I can make payments on the rest. Whatever you want.”Accept Payments
Vern didn’t touch the check.
He was quiet a long time. He looked out the kitchen window at his barn. A clock was ticking
somewhere in the living room. His old dog, a black lab with a gray face, came over and put its head on my knee.
“I told your dad that price was low,” Vern said finally.
I looked at him.
“When he sold me the eighty,” Vern said. “I told him. Roger, I said, ground’s going for more than this. You could get six, seven thousand an acre if you list it. But he didn’t want to list it. He wanted it
done fast.” He rubbed his beard. “He wanted it done before the deposit was due.”
“The deposit?”
“On the wedding,” Vern said. “The place at Okoboji. He told me they needed thirty thousand by theBook Venues
