Emma Signed Over Her Kitchen Island to Keep Toby Safe in Massachusetts

his winter boots.”

“He has them,” I said.

“He asked if you needed money for a new heater,” she said.

“I told him we were fine,” I said, setting two ceramic mugs on the table. “We have the oil tank filled.”

Clara watched me pour the tea, her fingers tapping against her leather purse. She had always wanted me to fight him for the house, to hire the aggressive continue reading …