Yellow Ceramic Mug and Red Silk Scarf in a Red Buick

the chain of title.”

“I will look for it,” I said, though I already knew where it was.

I stood up and pulled my coat around my shoulders.

“Be careful, Clara,” Raymond said as I reached the door. “They are going to try to pressure you.”

The house was cold when I returned, the silence of the rooms heavier than usual.

I did not turn on the hall light, choosing continue reading …