Three Green Notebooks Left in a Cedar Chest on Elm Street

wiping his glasses with a paper napkin.

The waitress set down two thick white mugs and a glass pot of black coffee. A cup still cost a dollar and fifty cents, and the smell of griddling onions hung thick in the warm air.

Frank set his glasses back on his nose, his eyes looking large behind the thick lenses. He reached into his coat pocket and pulled continue reading …