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

metal desk, the red ledger lay open under the desk lamp. This was the book where we kept the daily cash logs, the handwritten tallies of our register receipts.

I looked down at the columns of numbers for the past month. The total cash recorded in the ledger did not match the bank deposit slips I had seen in Howard’s office by more than twelve hundred continue reading …