White Spots on My Cheeks Led to an Unwanted Contract

and the red seal.

Gary’s hand shaking as he slid the cabin deed under a home decor catalog.

I did not sleep more than two hours that night, my mind turning over the image of that red notary seal Gary had tried to hide under the catalog.

By ten o’clock the next morning, I was sitting by my front window, watching the dry oak leaves scrape continue reading …