Ghost Money

Ghost MoneyShaking his Feathery gray head over my old whipcord trousers, suppressing a sigh in the manner of a family doctor at the deathbed of a difficult but time-honored patient, Mr. Vara, the Demon Tailor of Columbus Avenue, said, "We must face it." He was kind but firm. "I should be the last man in the world to belittle first-rate stuff somewhat the worse for wear---"Here, he pushed up his spectacles and looked at his reflection in the fly-speckled mirror. "But if I...