CHAPTER SEVENTEENLarry Haden
Larry could see a letter standing on edge against the cash register on the counter, as he came in through the back of the Handi-Mart, tying the strings of his apron behind him. Getting closer, he saw his name on the envelope. Excitement began burning in his stomach as he took up the letter and read the return address.
Skillet Bend, Texas. This had to be a reply to his letter!
Sue was beaming at him from behind the cash register when he glanced up. “Looks as if you have your answer,” she said. “I hope this is what you want, Larry. A smart fellow like you oughtn’t to be wasting his time doing clean-up and shelf stocking.
“Do hurry and open that thing and read us what she says!”
He fumbled at the flap and tore off a strip of the envelope. His fingers were sti
