My Son Left Me Alone at the Bakery Until the Business Account Was Suddenly Locked

spoiled milk.

I photographed every page. Then I put the folder back precisely as I’d found it, turned off the lamp, and sat in the dark for a while.

Rain started outside, soft, then harder. It ran down the alley window in crooked lines. Raymond loved summer rain. He said it made people buy more bread the next morning.

I could nearly hear him.

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