Yellow Ceramic Mug and Red Silk Scarf in a Red Buick

showing in a tight, practiced smile.

“Clara, dear, you should be resting,” Nicole said. “I am just getting a head start on preparing the hallways for the market.”

“I have no intention of painting my hallways gray, Nicole,” I said, keeping my voice level and slow. “And I did not authorize any charges on my account.”

“The house needs to be neutralized if continue reading …