The Morning Margaret Stopped Running

Margaret Chen had tried everything. Three attorneys, two mediators, and eighteen months of sleepless nights fighting a landlord who wanted her family's bakery gone from the corner of Maple and Fifth in Portland. The building her parents had leased for thirty-one years. The ovens that still smelled like her mother's char siu bao every morning at four a. m. On the day of the final hearing, Margaret sat in her car outside the courthouse, hands shaking on the steering wheel.…