Grandfather Won One Hundred Dollars for Naming a Blue Can

main plaque. Do not jeopardize that honor.”

The iron fountain in the center of the town square was already turned off for the coming winter, its concrete basin dry and littered with dust.

Clara was waiting for me near the limestone bench, her coat collar turned up against the damp evening air.

“The realtor called me,” she said before I could reach her.continue reading …