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Roy
Great Falls Auction Mart
Great Falls, Montana
“Afternoon ladies.”
“Hello Mr. Hooper,” came the welcoming voices of
five ladies seated at their desks. The woman seated closest to the
counter then continued, “I’m sorry that Cindy isn’t here right
now. She is picking up some office supplies for us.”
“Oh, thanks. I was actually here to see Roy. Is he available?”
“He sure is. He is around here someplace. If you go out that
door and walk down the alley between the pens you are bound to
run into him sooner or later. He is helping the boys sort the cattle
for tomorrow’s sale.”
“Thank you ladies.” Joel headed for the cattle pens.
It didn’t take him long to find Roy—Joel wasn’t a hundred
yards outside the door, down a narrow channel that ran
straight to the back of the yard with corrals off both sides,
when he heard a shout from across the yard, “Joel! Are you
looking for me?”
Joel appreciated that the manager of the auction yard recognized
him. After all, he had only been here twice: the first time
when he brought the mare in for the sale and the second time
when he picked up Cindy for lunch.
As the big man nimbly scrambled over the fences, Joel was put
at ease by his friendly smile. “Good to see you, Joel,” said Roy.
“Cindy is out doing some errands right now.”
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