Where did you get that ring

hoop earrings, looked down at me.

“You headed to Columbus, ma’am?”

I looked at the key in my hand.

Then I looked down Maple Avenue, toward the direction my children had gone.

“No,” I said.

The driver waited.

I closed my suitcase and stood slowly.

“Do you know where the old Whitaker Hardware building is?”

The woman blinked. “Cedar and Ninth?”

“Yes.”

“That place continue reading …