Yellow Ceramic Mug and Red Silk Scarf in a Red Buick

a soft lavender cardigan and smelling faintly of peppermint drops.

Martha pulled a heavy brass magnifying lens from her purse and laid it over the photocopy of my signature.

“The loops are quite similar,” Martha said, her voice small and dry.

“But look closely at the tail of the lowercase r.”

I leaned forward, my shoulder brushing Raymond’s tweed sleeve,continue reading …