With seventeen days to go I was catching animals hand over fist. I’d picked up a few disposable cameras and was taking pictures of the animals to show my parents. The latest notables were a Canada goose and a river otter. On our way home with the otter, the warning lights on the dash came on. The van trailed a cloud of blue smoke all the way to Cedar Glen. Tyler was getting off work as we drove in. He’d been avoiding me like the plague. I asked him if he’d take a look under the hood and he said with attitude, “Why doesn’t Jackie just buy another one?” He was just so bristly. I said, “What makes you think she could?” “Because she’s rich.” “I’m not sure it makes any difference,” I said back, “but I don’t think that’s true.” Neal was on his way into the office. “Uncle Neal,” I called. Neal turned back and headed our way. Tyler had been steering clear of him and Liberty, too. “What’s up?” Neal said. “Tyler’s wondering about Jackie. If she’s rich, that is.”
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