Stephanie Spent Nineteen Thousand Dollars on a Wedding and Changed Her Will

forehead with the back of his hand. He looked around the room as if he expected a decorator to walk in and stop him.

“Yes,” I said, pointing to the middle of the limestone tile floor. “Right there. The light from the east window hits it nicely in the mornings.”

He set it down with a soft scrape that sounded too loud in the empty space. My old yellow-striped continue reading …