Six Sisters and the Blue Ledger on Oak Street

now.”

She put her hand on my shoulder, but I stepped back, my wrist catching on the edge of the dryer chair.

“They bought the deed three weeks ago,” Beatrice said. “The physical space is theirs. I used the power of attorney from the permit you signed.”

“I signed a plumbing permit, Beatrice,” I said.

“You signed the transfer authorization,” she said, her continue reading …