Fourteen Years and a Single Ledger from the Autumn Election

I said, looking him in the eye. “I must keep my compliance record clean.”

I did not sign the check, nor did I put it in my purse. I held it between two fingers as I walked back down the corridor to meet Peter for our scheduled meeting at the diner.

By three in the afternoon, the rain had begun to smear the windows of the quiet diner continue reading …