Forty Thousand Dollars and the Deed to Maple Avenue Bakery

it. He simply slid it into his inside coat pocket and patted the wool fabric twice.

“Why is she meeting him in secret?” Diana asked, her pencil stopping its spin as she stared at the window. “Frank has been trying to buy the block for his parking deck since June.”

“I do not know,” I said, my chest tightening as I watched Frank laugh,continue reading …