Eighteen Years After Ray Abandoned Him on a Dirt Road, Thomas Found His Mother’s Letter
“The bank held on to all of that?”
“The bank kept every carbon copy.
Someone in records loved paper.”
I pulled the second box toward me.
Each set was stapled at the corner, forty pages a set, a date stamp across the top.
Then Vance quit turning pages.
He drew out one sheet, laid it square in front of me, and turned it around.
“Lakeland State Bank, August 2006,” he said.