Commander Evelyn Carter Came Home to Find Her Own Parents Suing Her for the Farmhouse
“The notary seal belongs to a mobile notary working out of a mail shop in Chesapeake,” Clara said softly.
“I kept the original carbon copy in vault locker four.”
“Why in vault locker four?” I asked.
“Because Judge Simmons came down here six weeks ago and asked me if any outside claims had been filed against the Cedar Lane title,” Clara said.
She pushed her reading glasses up her nose and picked up one of her yellow highlighters.
“Your father paid the thirty-dollar recording fee in three crisp ten-dollar bills,” Clara said.
“He told me he was organizing family estate papers for an early spring sale.”
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