Seven Yellow Circles on a Plain Plate Saved My Family Home

tip of his pen against the paper.

“Arthur took the six-fifteen Greyhound bus to Florida this morning,” Daniel said. “He has some acquaintances in Sarasota. He won’t be returning to Oakhaven.”

Clara let out a small breath, her hand rising to her mouth.

“He’ll write to us when he gets settled, though,” Clara said, looking at me with a continue reading …