For Seven Years I Sent Forty Thousand Dollars Every January, Until Emma Finally Spoke
I pulled it out and saw Brenda Potts was calling.
I stepped away from the mahogany counter and walked toward the tall front windows.
I pressed the green button and held the phone to my ear.
“Arthur, are you standing in the Oakridge lobby right now?” Brenda asked.
“I’m just asking a simple question about a business name.”
“The Oakridge branch manager just flagged your name in our shared regional system,” Brenda said.
“I’m not causing a scene, Brenda.”
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