He ate the crust off my half and left the filling, the way he had at every meal since I met him.

“There’s a form I have to sign in the spring,” I said.

“My clearance comes up for renewal.

They want every property I’ve ever had an interest in, right down to a timeshare in Orlando.”

Marcus quit chewing.

“The Boston house goes on that form.

So does anything my brother has tied up in it.”

“Then we do all of this on paper,” he said.