Seven Yellow Circles on a Plain Plate Saved My Family Home

sat behind his large desk, his eyes drifting toward the window before he looked down at his yellow legal pad. The autumn sun threw long, gray shadows across the mahogany table.

Arthur sat in the leather chair beside me, adjusting the cuffs of his new blazer. He did not look at me, but his posture was rigid, his shoulders pulled back.

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