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

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I looked down at the paper, but my eyes stopped on the secondary attachment behind it. It was an application for a professional property appraisal of the limestone bakery building, dated two weeks ago. Clara’s signature sat on the bottom line, written in her sharp, slanted cursive.

“We did not request an appraisal,” I said, continue reading …