Chapter 2.1

On his way he passed a flower-and-gift shop, grocery store, ice cream shop, auto parts store, and dentist’s office. Next to the pizza parlor sat a bank, then the town square. He didn’t walk the square, but noticed the businesses lining it included a newspaper office. It was still open, so he decided that after he ate, if they were closed, he would walk by and peer through the front windows. Harrison Corporation owned more than a few newspapers.

His great-grandfather had started the family’s first newspaper from nothing, wrote the columns, edited, set the type, printed the copies and sold them. A true one-man operation for the first several months of publication. But, since his had been the only paper in the tiny Wyoming town, it had been a hit.

The rest, as they said—at least, in his family—was history.

Wade would enjoy poking around this particular weekly paper, but he would settle for a view through the window later.

The center of the town square was occupied by city hall, the polic