The Trade. Shirley Palmer

Barns. Matt, do you think Phil will go to the sheriff?”

      “Come on. I know he’s not your favorite, but he wouldn’t do that.” He packed in another load, fastened the bag and stood. “Okay, now you’ve got my cell phone number, Bobby’s is on speed dial on the kitchen phone and in the bedroom. If she gets violent or threatens you, just run. You leave her, or you let her go if that’s what she wants. Don’t try to stop her. Promise me.”

      “Matt, she’s not going to do anything like that.”

      “Ginn, please, just do as I ask. Promise me.”

      “Okay. I promise. But don’t worry, I’ve got Barney.”

      Matt picked up the bag. “Back in an hour.”