Yellow Ceramic Mug and Red Silk Scarf in a Red Buick

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“It was the correct decision, Clara,” he said. “If you had given him the money, there would have been another debt next year, and another paper for you to sign.”

“I know,” I said.

We finished the row near the corner of the shed, where the wood had begun to weather to a soft, silver gray. The red silk scarf that Nicole had left behind was gone, replaced continue reading …