Forty Thousand Dollars and the Deed to Maple Avenue Bakery

are different, Evelyn, and some people do not respect boundaries.”

She walked out of the office before I could ask her which people she meant.

The pans remained in uneven piles on the corner of the desk, smelling of old grease and tin.

I spent the next hour matching the lids to the pie tins, but my mind kept returning to the empty signature lines in the continue reading …