Clara Vance Fights for Her House with Four Simple Evening Foods

I put the empty plate on the table and picked up my small green notebook. I recorded my daily walk, my physical exercises, and my evening meal.

My hand was completely steady as I wrote. They wanted me to break, to cry, to give up the keys and the deed.

I looked at the pink court summons lying next to my notebook. I set my jaw, my decision made.

I stared continue reading …