Six Sisters and the Blue Ledger on Oak Street

up before she could reach for it.

The card was thick and white, with gold lettering that read, Mid-State Development, Arthur Cole, Acquisitions.

“What is this, Beatrice?” I asked, holding the card between my fingers.

“Oh, that is just some junk mail I picked up at the bank,” she said, her voice tight as she snatched the card from my fingers.

She dropped continue reading …