“Lorenz, take Mamacita with you to the vendors stalls. The man you saw leaving said they brought in potatoes from Mexico. He saw the wagon pulling in. Here"s a dollar. They"re probably all gone if it"s true, but if they aren"t, purchase as many as you can.”
Lorenz snagged the dollar and told Mamacita to follow him. He"d just returned from the shift at the stable. If he was lucky, he could parley the dollar into more than just potatoes. Mamacita followed Lorenz as she thought this was proper. Nothing he said convinced her to do otherwise. At the stands, she stood back, waiting to see if she was needed. She looked down the road leading into town and saw three riders coming. The big roan was easy to identify.
“Niño, we must go!”
Lorenz looked up and ran back to her. He grabbed her hand and
