Grandfather Won One Hundred Dollars for Naming a Blue Can

toward the exit.

I followed her out to the parking lot, where the streetlights were just starting to flicker on. She was already in her car, the engine idling with a low, wet rumble.

“Clara, please let me explain what Robert is doing,” I said through the open passenger window.

“There is nothing to explain,” Clara said, her hands gripping the steering continue reading …