Forty Thousand Dollars in Marked Bills Found in a Safe Deposit Box

along Main Street looking gray and tired under the autumn sky.

I knew how news traveled in a place like this, faster than the river during the spring thaw.

By tomorrow morning, every merchant on the square would know that Raymond was accusing me of hiding stolen money.

I got into my Buick and shut the door, the interior smelling of old upholstery and continue reading …