Six Sisters and the Blue Ledger on Oak Street

Greece trip,” she said. “The travel agency won’t refund it.”

“We will find a way,” I said.

I went out to my car and opened the trunk, where the cardboard box of my personal items sat on the carpet. Inside were my shears, three bottles of lavender lotion, and the small framed photograph of our mother standing in front of the salon when the sign was new.continue reading …