Chapter 8 – Meddling MothersChloe Rossi
Late Wednesday Morning, February 11th
Morelville Ohio
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“Where’s Dana, Chloe? Didn’t she come up to help you since the guys are gone?”
“Hi Faye. She stepped into the back for a minute...phone call.” I flipped a hand toward the back of the store. “Have you heard from Jesse?”
“No.” She shook her head. “But, honestly, when he goes to these equipment auctions he’s all eyes and ears for that stuff and nothing else. I can’t complain though, he’s gotten some great deals that have saved us a ton on the farm.”
“Well here’s hoping he’s a good influence on Marco then. I used to do auctions all the time looking for furniture but Marco never wanted to go.”
“He’ll be fine. The most trouble Jesse will let him get into at this one is buying a bunch o
