Forty Thousand Dollars and the Deed to Maple Avenue Bakery

back at me. “I thought you were going to let them take it. After everything I did with the money.”

“You were trying to protect us from Richard,” I said.

“He still has the mortgage,” Clara said. “The ninety days will go fast, Evelyn.”

“We have Diana,” I said. “And we have Arthur.”

Clara looked toward the probate room door, where Arthur was still talking continue reading …