By Lise McClendon
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What could she have done? Besides the Nazis would have shot her. No, Aunt Josephine is just a sweet woman who moved away after the war and left the house she inherited from her mother vacant. She thought she might come back someday. She lives on some rich man’s estate now, helping with the animals and working in a produce market, selling fruit. Times are hard, she can’t afford the taxes any more. So she gave Marie-Emilie the house with the stipulation that she keep the garden alive, water the lime tree and the wisteria, and keep the birds out of the attic.
But he’d only died, that’s all. Rogers’s eyes went to his father’s photograph, framed in a battered wood trim. The old man was young then, wearing a poncy suit and full of himself. His niece, pretty and delicate, sat on the grass at his feet. The black-and-white photo didn’t show his father’s determination to live large in his world. But the brittle slip of paper tucked in the corner of the frame did. His last dinner at his club, on account and never paid so Hugh had kept it as a reminder of how to live, as if death were around every corner.
But this was what Harry had used to play the options market. This was how much he cared about the security of his family. Damn him. It was gone, all of it. Harry had borrowed against it and lost it all. She may have swatted Troy Lester with her purse. Lawyers! Who could trust them? In the kitchen Merle stared again at the meager list of sums on her notepad. Her parents would want to help if they thought she was in trouble. She swept up the checks and statements into her address book and put them on the shelf over the kitchen desk.