Looking For You All My Life Part 12

he'd been paid for the farm and how he planned to divide

the sum up between all of his father's descendants.

"That seems very fair of you, Mr. Westerly." She closed

her notebook. "Now, are you sure you don't mind me

printing up this information-things like the selling price

 

and all that?"

He shook his head. "I don't have any secrets. Nothing to

hide."

She sighed. Unfortunately, not everyone in this transac-

tion had been so honest. "Thank you for your time, Mr.

Westerly."

He waved his hand in dismissal. "It's been a real pleasure.

I should be thanking you. But honestly, I don't see how this

makes for much of a story. Don't know why anyone'd care

about me selling my farm."

She looked into his faded eyes. The color reminded her of

the sky today-pale shades of gray. "Mr. Westerly," she

began slowly, glancing to see that the recorder was still run-

ning. "I want to be completely honest with you, okay?"

"Of course. I'd expect you to be. Is something wrong?"

"I'm not sure. But I've heard, and maybe this is just a

rumor-I plan to check everything out completely before I

write my story-but Greg Snider's wife told me that Greg

and Rick were purchasing your property together... as part-

ners." She wanted to add "in crime," but controlled herself.

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Mr. Westerly's face clouded over. "But why would Greg

Snider be interested in my farm? He can't even manage his

own."

"Because, from what I heard, their plan is to develop it."

"Develop it?" His face grew puzzled. "Develop it into

what?"

She drew in a deep breath. "I've heard that Greg and Rick

plan to turn all three of these farms into a very large com-

munity development with condominiums and maybe even a

golf course-"

"No!" Mr. Westerly abruptly stood, sending his cup and

saucer to the hardwood floor with a loud crash of shattered

china.

"Oh, I'm so sorry." Maggie fell to her knees and began

picking up the shards of broken porcelain. "And this was

such a pretty cu~"

"No," said Mr. Westerly again, only more quietly this

time. "What you've heard is not true. It's just some mean

rumor concocted up by Greg Snider's wife. To be completely

honest, those Sniders aren't the nicest of people. Over the

years I've tried to be friendly with Hank, but he was always

a cantankerous fellow. Still, I'm certain that what you heard

is a falsehood, Mrs. Carpenter. You go and speak directly to

Rick Tanner and he'll straighten you out, I'm sure of it."