She picked up her phone and spoke quietly into it. A minute later another teller came over and leaned in toward the screen. Cindy said something low. She said the name of his farm. Then she said Margaret’s name. The younger teller’s face changed — a slight draining, a stillness that settled over her expression like something had just become real that hadn’t been real a moment ago.
She said something back. Cindy nodded, her jaw tight. They both glanced toward Elias at the same moment and found him already looking at them. They looked away. Elias sat very still. He didn’t know what he’d just seen. He didn’t know why his wife’s name would put that look on two people’s faces.