Three Green Notebooks Left in a Cedar Chest on Elm Street

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Gale took a step closer to her son, her silver cocktail ring flashing in the dull gray light.

“We only want what is peaceful, Mabel,” Gale said. “But people in town are starting to talk about how often you are over at his house.”

The insinuation hit me like a splash of cold water, making my face burn.

I looked at the women by the door, but they immediately continue reading …