Seven Yellow Circles on a Plain Plate Saved My Family Home

on the gravel.

He climbed into the cab and slammed the door. The truck moved down the lane, the red tail lights disappearing into the shadows of the maple grove.

I walked back to the kitchen, the wind from the north starting to bring the smell of snow.

The kitchen was dark when I got inside. I did not turn on the main light. I turned on the small brass continue reading …