Six Hand Drawn Sketches from the Summer of Nineteen Ninety Two

over the lawn. “We have our own relationships to manage, Martha, and we do not need unnecessary complications.”

“They are auditing the trademark,” I said. “That is why you are both here.”

Arthur adjusted his glasses again, his fingers tapping against his knee. “We want to ensure you are taken care of, Martha. That is the only reason continue reading …