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

beam of light cut through the darkness, illuminating the rough limestone of the exterior wall.

A man in a gray canvas jacket stood near the back door, holding a heavy silver flashlight.

“Can I help you?” I asked, setting the bag down on the gravel.

The man turned, revealing a clipboard tucked under his arm.

He held out a small white card.

“Just taking some continue reading …