North Carolina Boundary Lines Drawn on an Oak Desk

my help.”

He looked at me for a long moment, then nodded slowly.

“You always were a stubborn woman, Clara,” he said.

“I am a precise woman,” I said. “There is a difference.”

I turned toward the door, my hand on the brass latch.

“The train leaves Sunday morning,” I said. “If you see Elaine, tell her the certified transcripts will be ready by Friday noon.continue reading …