After My Father’s

saying nothing, which somehow made everyone more uncomfortable.

Blake cleared his throat. “We appreciate everyone coming in.”

“No, you don’t,” Margaret said.

Blake blinked. “Excuse me?”

“You appreciate quiet problems. This is a loud one. Continue.”

Nora did not smile, but I saw her pen pause.

Blake looked at me. “Ms. Whitaker, the bank’s concern is continuity continue reading …