The next morning after milking and taking care of Lord George, Les headed to town. He found the realtor’s office and went in search of Marian Embers.
“Mrs. Embers?” asked Les.
“Yes, how may I help you?” asked Marian.
“I’m Les Hawk. I wanted to ask about the Hemp place,” said Les.
Marian pulled a folder out of her files and opened it. “The Hemp place has been on the market for about three years. The price has been reduced. Are you interested in it?” asked Marian.
“The place is going to need a lot of work and I will have it inspected before I decide anything, but I am interested,” said Les.
“I am sure the Hemp family will work with you on the price,” said Marian. “I know they are not planning to move back here. The place has too many bad memories for them. Did you want to go out and lo
