Grandfather Won One Hundred Dollars for Naming a Blue Can

I turned the key and headed back toward the dark historical society building.

I still had my volunteer keycard in my purse, and the side door clicked open easily in the shadows.

I slipped inside, the hallway silent and empty, the display cases standing like dark sentinels.

I made my way up the stairs to Robert’s office, the door unlocked as it often continue reading …