Grandfather Won One Hundred Dollars for Naming a Blue Can

to Clara’s house, my hands steady on the steering wheel.

When I let myself into her kitchen, Clara was sitting at the table with a yellow legal pad and three blue folders.

She was tapping her right foot against the leg of the table, a rapid, steady rhythm.

“The realtor called,” Clara said, her words coming out in a rush.

“What did they say?” I asked.

“The continue reading …