in his office to figure up their earnings from the rodeo. After everyone was paid for their part and Heath was paid back the loan he’d made, there was enough to cover the mortgage and catch up. As happy as she was, she knew that soon they would have to come up with a way to pay the next note and she was completely out of ideas. She didn’t want to disappoint everyone though. She let them all celebrate and they drank a toast, to their success. J.W and Josey, took the check to the bank that morning. J.W said he wanted to personally, hand the money over to that weasel banker himself, just to see the look on his face. Heath tagged along saying he had to see about some things in town. They dropped him off at the feed store where he insisted he needed to go and went on to the bank. The bank was in walking distance from the feed store. There was a mechanic shop in between, where Heaths grandfather had once been the owner. At the back of the mechanic, shop was a front-end alignment shop owned by his uncle. He hadn’t seen him in years and decided to walk on over there after he was through at the feed and seed. The old man was nearing eighty and to Heaths surprise was at work under an old clunker. He worked alone, got up every day in spite of his age and made it to work at the same time every morning.
