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

due on the first of every month.

If I missed one payment, the foreclosure process would begin again, and this time there would be no loophole in our mother’s will to save me.

I picked up a pencil to draft a new budget, but my fingers could not grip the wood tightly enough to write. It rolled off the pad of paper and clicked against continue reading …