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

funds.”

“I have to think about the mortgage first,” I said. “We have twenty-four days until the first of November.”

She stood there for another minute, her boots squeaking on the clean linoleum floor. She reached into her pocket as if she wanted to leave something on the table, but her fingers came out empty. When I did not say anything else, she turned continue reading …