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

go at the bank?” Clara asked, her voice light and musical as she set the tray down. “Did Howard help us?”

“Howard gave me the modified agreement,” I said, setting my blue folder on the counter next to the cash register. “I am still reviewing the fine print on the interest calculations.”

Clara reached into her apron pocket and pulled out a blue paper continue reading …