Seventeen Cents and a Future

Evelyn Hartwell knew exactly how much money she had before she stepped through the doors of Callaway’s dry-goods store. Seventeen cents. She had counted it twice at the kitchen table that morning and once more on the road into Red Hollow, pressing each coin into her palm as though determination alone might make them multiply. They had not....

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Published November 2, 2026 · Updated November 2, 2026