I was completely amazed at my actual writing.

I remember writing that question down on the paper at our kitchen table!

I inhaled.

“That original paper was taken away from you by your husband,” Laura told her.

My father then told me to make a clean signature page, no your margin question.

“And you did?” Dad asked, sharply.

I wouldn’t forge her signature.” Laura said defensively.

“So your husband himself wrote her name right under his father’s nose.