Three Green Notebooks Left in a Cedar Chest on Elm Street

they landed on me.

He looked at his watch and stepped directly into my path as I crossed the asphalt.

“You are risking your own reputation by interfering with Arthur’s affairs, Mabel,” Russell said, his words coming so fast they almost ran together.

He tapped his foot rhythmically against the asphalt.

“Arthur is my neighbor,” I said, continue reading …