Chapter 6
Spencerville was a small, picturesque town that sat in the heart of wheat-growing country. The main road, Spencer Street, cut right through the centre of town, dividing it nicely into two halves. Quaint shops nestling between larger, more recent additions such as Bennett’s Farm Supplies, the State Bank, and Hawthorne’s Super Mart lined either side of the road and dozens of tree-lined streets ran off the main thoroughfare at regular intervals.
The clip-clopping of horses’ hooves, the squeaking of old caravans, and the occasional trumpet from the elephants drew curious looks from casually dressed locals and wide-eyed stares from their children.
Nathan felt conspicuous riding up front with Karl and found it awkward to wave to the gathering crowd as Karl was doing. What made it ev
