Elias took it like a holy relic. He paid Mose five dollars for the coffee fund and drove home, holding the binder on his lap under a waterproof canvas.

The binder was heavy. The cover read in faded marker: KUBOTA DC-70 / DC-75 – CHASSIS & TRANSMISSION – 1985-1991.

As dusk turned to dark, the rain finally stopped. Elias had the tractor split in half—the engine block separated from the transmission case by a foot. On the floor, covered in a pool of old hydraulic fluid, lay the culprit: the broken bolt.

Mose shook his head. "Don't have it. That model’s a ghost. But..." He reached under his counter and pulled out a thick, grease-stained binder. "My cousin had one. He photocopied this before he sold the tractor to a fella in Ohio. You can borrow it, but I need it back by Sunday."