Arthur pen drawing of hidden animals decided who kept the lake cabin

are no customers left to keep the grill hot. This resort will change everything.”

I did not answer. My eyes were fixed on the silver pen clip protruding from his shirt pocket.

As the noon sun broke through a seam in the gray clouds, a sudden beam of light hit the polished silver of the cap. I saw a small emblem engraved just below the crown, a star resting continue reading …