“No. I collect pennies from 1965. Only pennies. Only 1965. The year my mom was born.” “Are they valuable?” “They are to me.” “How many do you have?” Hutch shrugged. “A jarful or so. I haven’t counted in a while. I just like finding them, you know? It’s like my mom’s saying hi.” “Huh,” I said. “I thought you just really loved pennies.” “Naw,” Hutch said. “I just really loved my mom.”
