Three Bags of Cashews and a Dishonest Sister In Law at the Wedding

of last month.”

I leaned closer, squinting to read the small font on the screen. My neck felt stiff from the drive over. “And what does it say they own?”

“The trademark for Clodhopper Candy,” Arthur said. He pulled a silk cloth from his pocket and began to polish his reading glasses, holding them up to the window light. “It lists the name, the logo design,continue reading …