Clara found a forged receipt for forty thousand dollars

from the dampness of the greenhouse, but its weight felt different now that the court had accepted the final inventory.

“We should probably keep this in the safe at my house,” I said.

“I think Martha would want it here,” Gary said. “In the drawer under the seed packets.”

“Maybe you’re right,” I said.

I slid the book into the deep wooden drawer, the cedar continue reading …