Six Hand Drawn Sketches from the Summer of Nineteen Ninety Two

debt,” she said.

“The bank in Seattle?” I asked.

“Yes,” she said. “The sixty thousand from the agency was enough to clear the interest and the main balance.”

“That is good,” I said.

“I have thirty-two hundred left,” she said.

“Keep it,” I said.

“I do not want to keep it,” she said.

“Keep it anyway,” I said.

Evelyn looked at her watch again,continue reading …