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

said, looking down at my red, swollen knuckles. “But I am going to get them open again.”

Sarah looked down at her coffee, then back at me.

“I heard the franchise was taking over,” she said quietly.

“They think they are,” I said. “But they do not know my mother’s will. If I get the kitchen back, I cannot do the heavy physical work alone continue reading …