Archives: Wednesday, February 1, 2017

Rent Control

The notice of eviction was right where I’d left it, taped to the door. She had changed the locks, so the master key didn’t work. I looked at the city constable. “You want me to knock again?” He shrugged. I knocked so hard my knuckles rang. “Mrs. Mulwray! The constable is here with me. You

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