Clara Vance Fights for Her House with Four Simple Evening Foods

dull ache spreading down my calf. I kept my eyes on the yellow tins of turmeric on the baking shelf.

“Arthur says your steps are getting shorter every week,” Evelyn said, checking her watch again. “It is just not safe.”

“Arthur should worry about his own business,” I said.

Evelyn stopped near the checkout lane, her eyebrows knitting together.