Three Green Notebooks Left in a Cedar Chest on Elm Street

to take his timber lot now.”

Frank looked out the window at the gray sky. A heavy farm truck rumbled past on the street, the sound vibrating through the glass pane of the booth.

“She always did think she owned Oakhaven,” Frank said.

He reached into his leather coat pocket and pulled out a small steel seal and a pad of purple ink. He continue reading …