Grandfather Won One Hundred Dollars for Naming a Blue Can

were quiet when I arrived at two o’clock, the high windows letting in the dull gray afternoon light.

Evelyn, the retired executive assistant who still spent her Tuesdays sorting corporate correspondence, was standing by the green metal filing cabinets with a yellow dust cloth in her hand.

“Martha, you should not be in here,” Evelyn said, her hands instantly continue reading …