Eleanor stood by the sink with a damp rag, wiping a counter that was already perfectly clean.

I opened the heavy blue covers and flipped back to our old winter ledgers.

The metal rings clicked as I turned the thick pages.

I needed to see exactly how the market’s cash went out every January.

I checked the weekly produce delivery totals first.

Then I flipped to the banking section.

Three green deposit tags from January 2021 were missing entirely.

Nothing was left but torn paper edges near the metal clips.