The Shopkeeper's Ledger
I. The funeral was small. Margaret Callahan stood at the back of the church with a black umbrella she had borrowed from the funeral home and tried not to think about how her grandmother's casket looked too small for the woman who had filled three apartments and two houses and every corner of Margaret's childhood. She had not been back to Brooklyn in seven years. Seven years was a long time in a...
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