Brittle Nails and a Disputed Greenhouse in Autumn

the inventory sheet for the winter ferns,” Sarah said. “We have forty-two baskets in the third house, but the ledger only shows thirty-six.”

“The six on the end were split last week,” I said, leaning over her shoulder. “Write them down under the propagation column.”

Sarah picked up the yellow pencil, her hand steady. She wrote the number with a firm,continue reading …