Six Vintage Dresses Left in a Cedar Trunk on Oak Street

know he was the buyer.”

I looked down at my sister, seeing the deep lines of exhaustion around her eyes, lines I had ignored because I was too busy being angry.

“We have to find Peggy,” I said, turning back toward the house.

The neon sign of the Oakhaven Diner hummed in the late afternoon light, casting a pale pink glow over the formica continue reading …