An Eleven-Month Paper Trail Revealed Where Eighteen Thousand Dollars Had Really Gone
“Did he mention how much the lodging cost?” I asked.
Evelyn twirled the key lanyard around her finger again, letting the brass keys clink together.
“He told us not to worry about prices,” Evelyn said defensively.
“He said he works hard enough at the school to treat his mother to a nice vacation once a year.”
She shut the hatch with a heavy thud and turned toward her driver’s door.
“I have to pick up Mom before five,” Evelyn said.