After Forty-Five Years Apart, a Pastor Married His High School Sweetheart

Now leave bank business to people who understand municipal law.”

“The teller can verify the key,” I said.

Arthur straightened his cuffs.

“You’ve got twenty-three years of pastoral service in this town, Tom.

It would be a shame to mistake personal nostalgia for parish duty.”

“This concerns Margaret,” I said.

“Margaret belongs to Kade’s estate,” Arthur said, lifting the key gently from my fingers and laying it on the marble counter.

“And Kade’s estate belongs to First National Bank.”