criminal? I only ask because you seem so comfortable in the role.â
âMe?â I flashed on Harry and Bullert. âYou could say I fell in with the wrong crowd.â
âNow Iâm the wrong crowd.â Josieâs voice reminded me of a tenor saxophone. It was quiet and calm and totally without self-pity. âIâm the people my parents warned me about when I was growing up. I didnât mean to become a criminal, you know.â
âNo one ever does. It just kind of sneaks up on you.â
âEverything went from bad to worse so quickly. First, the mines closedâI suppose we all saw that coming, but we were still unprepared for the consequences. Babbitt, the City of Babbitt, was hit hard. It has a high school built for two thousand students and an enrollment of a hundred and sixty. Last time I looked, a four-bedroom house was selling for forty thousand dollars and no takers. A couple of months ago the cityâs only grocery and drug stores burned downâmaybe theyâll be rebuilt, I donât know. In the meantime, people have to drive twenty miles to Krueger or Ely just to get a gallon of milk.
âThen the paper mill in Krueger closed, and no one saw that coming. Two hundred and forty employees out of work, and thatâs not counting the loggers and truckers and all the others that depended on it. The mill was profitable, too; it was making money producing cardboard boxes for Kellogg, Budweiser, FedEx. Its parent company filed for bankruptcy for reasons that had nothing to do with us, though, and they just boarded it up. We were all hoping the company would sell the mill; we were told that was the plan. Learned that was a lie when the company decided to turn off the heat last January to save a few dollarsâturn off the heat in the dead of a Minnesota winter. No matter how hard they tried to drain and winterize, there were so many feet of piping and odd anglesâwater pipes burst, equipment was destroyed, infrastructure damaged. The mill was built thirty years ago. Today, the place looks like ancient ruins. No one is going to buy it nowâreopen it.
âAll this on top of the housing crisis. Unemployment in Krueger is over twenty percent. Itâs about sixteen percent across the Range. One in six people is living below the poverty level. The government says itâs a recession. Sure looks like a depression to me. My businessâdid David tell you I was a real estate agent, that I specialized in selling lake homes? My business went away, too.
âWeâre all supposed to keep a positive attitude, though. Weâre all supposed to carry on. Thatâs what they tell us. Carry on. How? With what? There arenât any jobs, Dyson, minimum wage or otherwise, and there arenât going to be any. Thatâs why the Range is losing population and the Cities are growing at double digits, because thatâs where all the jobs are. You either leave the only home youâve ever known, where your parents lived and your grandparents and great-grandparents lived, orâ¦â
âOr you steal,â I said. âYou donât need to justify yourself to me, Josie.â
âIs that what Iâm doing?â
âMy experience, the reason most people are honest, seem to be honest, is because theyâve never had a reasonâor at least the opportunityâto be anything else.â
âYouâre saying weâre all thieves at heart?â
âNot at all. Some people are painfully honest. That lovely little girl asleep in thereâI bet sheâs been against what youâre doing from the very start.â
âJillian doesnât understand the real world.â
âFrom the bruise on her chin Iâd say sheâs learning fast.â
âRoy. I suppose itâs been tougher on him than the rest of us.â
âOh yeah?â
âHe was in the army.â
âI gathered that.â
âYou
David G. Hartwell, Jacob Weisman