Chapter 3
“Carl, would you mind if I went into town to purchase a new dress for the public luncheon at Pier 21?”
Carl sat hunched over some papers in his tight office, glasses dangling upon the curve of his nose. “Uh, yes, I believe you can.” He reached over to his filing cabinet and pulled out a long box, which housed some of the family savings. “Here will this do?” Evelyn took the money. “This is more than enough, thank you.” She took a few steps away a...
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