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Wyatt’s torch
Sheknowsthatawriterneedspeaceandconcentration,butdoesshecareaboutthat?Doyouknowwhatshedidtoday?"Heleanedconfidentiallyacrossthetable,pointingatthedishesinthesink."Shewenttothemarketandleftallthebreakfastdishesthereandsaidshe’ddothemlater.Iknowwhatshewanted.Sheexpectedmetodothem.Well,I’llfoolher.I’llleavethemjustwheretheyare."
"Wouldyouallowmetoaskyouafewquestionsaboutthemotorfactory?"
"Don’timaginethatthatmotorfactorywastheonlythinginmylife.
I’dheldmanyimportantpositionsbefore.Iwasprominentlyconnected,atvarioustimes,withenterprisesmanufacturingsurgicalappliances,papercontainers,men’shatsandvacuumcleaners.Ofcourse,thatsortofstuffdidn’tgivememuchscope.Butthemotorfactory—thatwasmybigchance.ThatwaswhatI’dbeenwaitingfor."
"Howdidyouhappentoacquireit?"
"Itwasmeantforme.Itwasmydreamcometrue.Thefactorywasshutdown—bankrupt.TheheirsofJedStarneshadrunitintothegroundprettyfast.Idon’tknowexactlywhatitwas,buttherehadbeensomethinggoofygoingonupthere,sothecompanywentbroke.Therailroadpeopleclosedtheirbranchline.Nobodywantedtheplace,nobodywouldbidonit.Butthereitwas,thisgreatfactory,withalltheequipment,allthemachinery,allthethingsthathadmademillionsforJedStarnes.