Six Vintage Dresses Left in a Cedar Trunk on Oak Street

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Donald, who had spent thirty-two years tracking bad commercial loans for the Oakhaven Bank and Trust, did not touch his coffee cup.

He sat with his elbows on the table, his gray cardigan smelling faintly of peppermint and cedar.

“The filing stamp here is blurry, Beatrice,” Donald said, pointing a blunt finger at the bottom of the page.

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