infrastructure.
No name.
No need.
There was only one outside landowner touching the western edge.
Me.
People began looking at my truck differently.
Two days later, Delphine intercepted me at the west gate.
“Gavin.”
“Delphine.”
“We need to discuss water.”
“I was hoping you’d say that.”
She seemed surprised.
Then recovered.
“The association has documented losses exceeding hundreds of thousands of gallons.”
“That sounds serious.”
“It is.”
“What does it have to do with me?”
She smiled.
