Forty Thousand Dollars and the Deed to Maple Avenue Bakery

the bank would still need to clear the secondary mortgage first.”

He closed the ledger with a soft thud that sounded like a gavel falling in a quiet courtroom. Clara stood up first, her chair scraping loudly against the linoleum floor.

“We have run out of time, and we have run out of options,” I said, looking at the closed book.

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