The Janitor Everyone Looked Through

the hall. “Mr. Samuel Finch is the appointed community trustee of the Harrington estate.”

The room erupted.

“What?” someone whispered.

“The janitor?”

“No, that can’t be right.”

Victor grabbed the microphone. “This is absurd.”

Mr. Finch walked slowly toward the stage.

He did not smile. He did not look angry. He looked tired, but steady.

Margaret continued, continue reading …