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

his pocket, took out his silk cloth, and began to polish his spectacles. “The shareholder meeting is in six days, Martha. Once this petition is served, there is no turning back.”

“I have spent thirty years turning back, Arthur,” I said. “This time I am staying right where I am.”

The clerk called Arthur’s name from the window.

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