Six Sisters and the Blue Ledger on Oak Street

the family.”

“I did,” Beatrice said.

“You did not,” Mr. Sterling said.

He pulled the second document from the envelope and laid it beside the blue ledger.

It was the printed loan application from the Millfield Savings Bank, the one with the signature that looked like mine.

“This is the commercial loan application for fifty thousand dollars,” Mr. Sterling continue reading …