Forty Thousand Dollars and the Deed to Maple Avenue Bakery

way of doing things, Evelyn. You need to trust that I am keeping us afloat.”

“We do not have forty thousand dollars to lose, Clara,” I said. “The bank will not even look at our loan application with a hole that size in the books.”

Clara set the spatula down on the edge of the tray and looked at me, her eyes narrow and steady. “You are looking for ghosts continue reading …