Seven Crumpled Dollar Bills on a Pine Table in Michigan

them. Tyler walked over and touched the brass ring with his finger.

“Is there a tree in the yard?” Tyler asked.

“Two big pines,” Mike said.

Sarah picked up the key, her hand steadying as her fingers closed around the metal. She looked up at Mike, her eyes bright in the dim room.

Sarah held the brass key to the new apartment in her palm.

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