When Eleanor Lost Access to Her Own Money, Everything Changed

Silver balloons bobbed above the wreckage.

A bottled water rolled lazily under my car.

I sat there with both hands on the wheel.

My heart beat calmly now.

So calmly it scared me.

Then I turned off the engine.

Grant stood outside the shattered doorway, mouth open, his perfect event behind him in pieces.

I opened the driver’s door.

A few bits of glass slid onto continue reading …