The Misdelivered Secret Between Arthur and the Girl Next Door

lemon bars last week.”

Kayla smiled.

A professional smile.

Bright.

Warm.

Almost convincing.

“Tell them I said thank you, Mrs. Abbott.”

Mrs. Abbott leaned in.

“Honey, you look tired.”

“I’m good.”

“You sure?”

“Promise.”

Mrs. Abbott paid cash and left.

Kayla put the money in a jar labeled TAX PLAN.

I stared at that jar.

The letters were written in purple marker.

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