Clara found a forged receipt for forty thousand dollars

he left,” Evelyn said, her voice direct as always. “He was putting twenty dollars in the tank.”

“Just twenty?” I asked.

“That’s all he had in his hand,” Evelyn said. “He didn’t buy anything else. Not even a bottle of water.”

We watched a yellow maple leaf drift down from the big tree by the well, landing on the grey floorboards of the porch.

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