Sixty-three Year Old Widow Refused to Hide Her Gray Hair at Work

we can close the deal.”

I stood still in the dim hallway, my back against the wood paneling.

“No, she hasn’t signed yet,” Harold said, laughing. “But she will. She doesn’t have the stomach for a public fight at her age. I’ll have her name off the registry by next week.”

There was a brief pause, followed by the sound of his heavy leather continue reading …