My Father Tossed a Blue Savings Passbook into the Mud at Cedar Ridge

But I don’t take walk-in appointments anymore.

I’m mostly retired.”

“My name is Samantha,” I said.

“My grandmother was Beatrice.”

Arthur stopped polishing his glasses.

He looked at me for a long time.

He slowly put the glasses back on and adjusted the earpieces.

Then he walked around the desk and pointed to a cracked leather guest chair.