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

did not reach for the pen. She patted her hair again, her fingers tracing the edge of her collar. “You are being very hard, Martha, we built this place together.”

“You took four thousand dollars from the register to pay your credit cards, Clara,” I said. “I found the ledger entries that did not match the deposits.”

“It was a temporary situation,” she continue reading …