Forty Thousand Dollars and the Deed to Maple Avenue Bakery

for everything.”

“The loan was a simple business transaction,” Arthur said, though his hand remained near mine for a moment before he stepped back. “The rest was simply what a friend does.”

We watched a single maple leaf drift down from the old tree by the curb, landing softly on the clean concrete of the sidewalk. The town was quiet, the evening traffic continue reading …