“Where did this come from?”

“Arthur’s office.

I wrote to them about the adoption file, and a paralegal sent me ninety pages.” She capped her pen.

“Eighty-nine of them were exactly what he wanted me to see.”

“And the ninetieth?”

“Was stuck between an exhibit list and a phone bill.

Somebody was in a hurry in February.”

Barbara wrote February 12 across the top of her pad in block letters and underlined it twice.