“He wrote everything down,” Martha said, smoothing her linen apron across her lap.

“Everything.

You’ll see.”

I did.

Page after page: the water heater replaced in 1994, the fence posts, the driveway gravel, a diagram of the gutters drawn twice because the first drawing made him mad.

Near the back was a copy of a 1998 survey for the detached garage parcel, the lot lines inked in and a parcel number stamped in the corner of the sheet.

I took the bank envelope out of my bag and laid it beside the drawing.