Toppin Creek ripples like a nightgown through Malheur County in southeast Oregon.
He still hadn’t come up with a satisfactory answer.
When his friends back in Twin Falls asked him why he went to work as a lobbyist, he could never strike the tone of levity he was after.
He was neither overly proud nor ashamed of his chosen field. But he recognized that lobbying on behalf of an oil and gas outfit was not the career path people expected him to take.
He didn’t want to diminish the importance of his work. After all, clients depended on him for their livelihood and their ability to do business.
He figured his friends all knew he was in it for the money.
There wasn’t much he could say to convince them otherwise and since they were right, why bother?
He would never try and he would never go with them to Toppin Creek.
