Six Vintage Dresses Left in a Cedar Trunk on Oak Street

Martha,” Jane said. “The post office will not just hand over the name.”

I took the receipt back from her and slipped it into my purse. “I think I know someone who might tell us anyway.”

I found Clara at her desk at the real estate agency on Main Street, surrounded by colorful maps of local subdivisions. She was tapping her fingernails continue reading …