Eighteen Years After Ray Abandoned Him on a Dirt Road, Thomas Found His Mother’s Letter
“Sleep here.
I’ve got the room made up.”
“Let me see what the card says first, Diane.”
Vance wanted the originals back in the box by four, so I drove into town with the folder on the passenger seat and the card in my shirt pocket, still unread.
The conference room was empty when I arrived.
The copier was running down the hall.
The audit notice lay where he’d left it, face up on the green blotter.