The Button Jar
I did not drive to the farm. I drove as fast as a seventy nine year old woman in a Buick can go, which was forty one miles an hour, …
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The Red Rose
I watched the camel coat go into my cabin, and for a moment my heart stopped like a clock. Then I raised my binoculars, and I saw the line of …
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“Kevin, introduce me to your friend,” I said, rolling down my window. The tall man in my father old green jacket stopped three paces from the car. Up close he …
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The court hearing was held at the Knox County Probate Court at one o clock that very afternoon, in a high old room with brown woodwork and tall windows, and …
Strawberry Rhubarb Read MoreThe Cecile B Share
“Marcus, keep your window up and your phone on,” I said, and I tapped my own pocket, where the little recorder my granddaughter gave me last Christmas sat with its …
The Cecile B Share Read MoreThe Blushing Pearl
I read Tiffany text again in the parking garage on St. Joseph Street, and I did not drive to Monterey Street. I did what my mother taught me to do …
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I turned off the engine of my Buick and texted the unknown number back with one thumb. “Who is this?” The answer came in under a minute. “Meet me at …
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“Ashley, you may come in,” I said into the phone, “but you will wait on the porch, and you will not touch the door.” Then I called Judge Harmon. He …
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“Karen, hand me the ledger,” I said. My daughter reached into her purse and gave me the old green book, worn soft at the corners, and I opened it on …
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“Brent, put the pen down,” I said, quietly, because the sheriff car had stopped at the end of my drive and a deputy was walking up the gravel with his …
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