Grandfather Won One Hundred Dollars for Naming a Blue Can

beside her, the wood creaking under our weight.

“We cannot sell the house under these terms, Clara,” I said quietly.

“We don’t have a choice,” she said, her foot starting its rapid tap against the gravel. “I told you. The bank is going to foreclose on my townhouse if I don’t clear the fifteen thousand by next week.”

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