PART 2-My Boss Paid My Last $915 in 91,500 Greasy Pennies, but What My Kids and I Did With Them Changed Everythin

He thought about it. “Mason,” he said. “And Riley. And sometimes Kaden. And the twins, the Larsons.” He thought harder. “I don’t know about other classes,” he said. “But probably …

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PART 3-My Boss Paid My Last $915 in 91,500 Greasy Pennies, but What My Kids and I Did With Them Changed Everythin

It was full of money. Not pennies. Bills. Twenties and fifties and hundreds, rolled up tight with rubber bands. “Four thousand three hundred dollars,” Dale said. “Mrs. Fogle says that’s …

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