I didn't answer him right away.
Compared to school, I was more curious about the loose end left behind by the day's little disaster.
"Cade," I asked hoarsely, "that wall they almost smashed through..."
"Was it really just some broken-down cellar back there?"
"Can't be worth much, right?"
"Honestly, what's in this busted town that's worth guarding so desperately?"
I looked ahead at the lights coming on one by one across Wolf Valley and slowly spoke the idea I had been turning over the whole way.
"Why not just sell that piece of land and get the money?"
"The Chairman's getting old. He shouldn't spend every day in the garage fixing those beat-up motorcycles."
"Use the rest to fix up the town. Start some proper businesses. Open a few decent shops. Let everyone breathe a little easier.
