Three Green Notebooks Left in a Cedar Chest on Elm Street

me. “We have a town board meeting to prepare for, and we don’t have time for library gossip.”

I turned and walked up the concrete steps, the sound of the steam pipes rattling in my ears like a warning.

At six o’clock, Arthur was sitting at my kitchen table, slowly eating a piece of dry toast. The kitchen was quiet, the only sound being continue reading …