Three Sisters Divided Over a Limestone Bakery Built in Nineteen Sixty-Eight

pen across the polished wood of the desk, placing it exactly parallel to the edge of the paper.

“You just need to sign on page three,” Howard said, his voice smooth and encouraging, almost like he was doing a favor for an old friend. “We can process it today and stop the foreclosure proceedings immediately.”

I picked up the pen, its continue reading …