Eight Hundred Thousand Dollars and a Missing Name on a Ledger

sat between my water glass and his plate of chicken.

“We want to support your initiative, Lydia, because we believe in transparency,” Curren said.

I looked at the envelope, then back at his face.

“That is a significant amount of money for a small nonprofit,” I said.

“It is an investment in our shared future,” he said, turning to wave at a pastor who had continue reading …