Three Green Notebooks Left in a Cedar Chest on Elm Street

cap on the seat between us before he turned the key in the ignition. The engine started with a low, steady rumble that vibrated through the floorboards.

“You took a big risk today, Mabel,” he said, looking at the dashboard as the heater began to blow lukewarm air.

“It was the only way to show them,” I said, watching the wipers sweep a single dry leaf continue reading …