Forty Thousand Dollars and the Deed to Maple Avenue Bakery

cool marble, waiting for her to look at me.

“So you took the forty thousand from the reserve fund to pay him off,” I said.

She nodded once, a short, sharp motion. “I paid him in four cash installments because I thought if I could just clear his debt, the bakery would be safe.”

“We could have faced him together, Clara,” I said.

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