Six Vintage Dresses Left in a Cedar Trunk on Oak Street

Clara said, her voice cracking slightly as she hung the red dress back over the edge of the cedar trunk. “It was just a bad year for the market.”

She left the room before I could ask her about Oakhaven Holdings again, her footsteps hurried on the stairs.

I went into the kitchen and turned on the small light over the stove. The house was quiet, the only continue reading …