Six Vintage Dresses Left in a Cedar Trunk on Oak Street

my quiet strength had felt like a cool hand on my forehead after a long day of fever.

“Jane wants us all at the house tonight,” Peggy said. “She said she wants to watch the sunset from the porch before the movers come tomorrow.”

“I will be there,” I said.

I left the bakery with a small bag of lemon shortbread, the paper warm against continue reading …