I CAME OUT OF PRISON WITH SEVENTY-FIVE DOLLARS AND A CONVICTION FOR A CRIME MY HUSBAND AND SISTER COMMITTED IN MY NAME. THE ONLY PERSON WHO WOULD HIRE AN EX-CONVICT WAS A 74-YEAR-OLD WIDOW WHO ASKED ME ONE QUESTION OVER CHICKEN SOUP — AND THEN HANDED ME THE NAME OF THE MAN WHO WOULD TAKE EVERYTHING BACK.
Everyone believed I st*le the money.
The jury. My husband. My own sister, who wore our dead father's watch to court.
The only person on earth who looked at the numbers and saw the truth was an old woman who hired me to sweep her porch.
Chapter 1: The Watch
"If you mention my name again, I promise you'll be going straight back to prison," my sister said, and threw an envelope of cash at my feet.
I'd been free nineteen days. I still woke with a jolt when a door slammed.
And there stood Claudia, in the yard of a house that used to be mine, wearing the Rolex our father had given me before he d*ed.
