Three Green Notebooks Left in a Cedar Chest on Elm Street

back into my purse.

“There are things about this town you do not see yet, Mabel,” Arthur said.

He did not explain what those things were, and the silence in the kitchen grew heavy between us.

He picked up his coffee mug, his fingers curling around the blue ceramic, but he did not drink from it.

“I am going back to the archives at three,” I said.

Arthur continue reading …