Grandfather Won One Hundred Dollars for Naming a Blue Can

green metal filing cabinet, the steel rollers screeching against the tracks.

A shadow fell across the concrete floor behind me.

Robert stood in the doorway of the small room, adjusting his gold-rimmed spectacles with his thumb.

He cleared his throat.

“Martha, this section of the basement is restricted to staff,” he said.

I kept my hands on the metal drawer continue reading …