Seven Yellow Circles on a Plain Plate Saved My Family Home

to a low, apologetic whisper. “If you fight him, he will bring up everything? The family cannot take that kind of exposure?”

“There is nothing to expose about me,” I said.

Clara looked down at the white flour on her apron. “Arthur is desperate, Martha. You don’t know what he is facing?”

“What is he facing?” I asked.

She did not answer, but her fingers continue reading …