HER DAUGHTER LAUGHED AT HER HANDMADE QUILT

the Army before I met him, and there was a brother named Walter who borrowed three thousand dollars from me for “the funeral arrangements” and disappeared with it.

I didn’t see Walter again for twenty-six years.

What I did was work.

I cleaned offices at night down on Water Street. During the day I answered phones for a man named Sol Rabinowitz who flipped continue reading …