A Simple Seven Egg Painting on a Plate Changed My Family Forever

opened the blue ledger on my lap, my heart beating in a slow, heavy rhythm as I turned the stiff pages.

The entire section for October and November of 1994 had been violently removed, the paper cut close to the thread.

My fingers traced the jagged blue paper scraps left in the binding of the old record book.

At nine o’clock the next morning, the bank continue reading …