Three Green Notebooks Left in a Cedar Chest on Elm Street

move too fast.”

“He is going to do something with your property line, Arthur,” I said, my voice rising. “I know he is.”

“A man cannot change where the sun rises,” Arthur said. “No matter how fast he runs.”

I looked at his calm face, his quiet eyes showing no anger or fear, and a strange sense of frustration tightened in my chest. He continue reading …