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

a door he thought he’d wedged open had been quietly locked.

That afternoon Fern called.

It’s worse than petty cash, she said.

I sat down. Across the kitchen the oven timer beeped. I let it.

How much worse?

Two transfers from business savings to an outside account I don’t recognize. Not big enough to trip anything immediately. Not small, either. Both labeled continue reading …