Six Sisters and the Blue Ledger on Oak Street

the back box.”

At twelve o’clock, Mrs. Gable and Evelyn sat in the waiting chairs, their coats still on because the air in the room had grown chilly.

The lights flickered once, then twice, and then the hum of the old fluorescent lights died completely, leaving only the dull gray light from the street coming through the front window.

“Is the power out continue reading …