“I taught home economics for nine years.

I have never left an unlit gas burner on in my entire life.”

“You’ve been under a terrible amount of stress lately, Aunt Margaret,” Chloe said, her words coming out in a quick, clipped rhythm.

“First the strange spells with your balance in the evenings, and now leaving the gas running in the house.”

“I am not losing track of my own kitchen,” I said.

“My boss at the medical clinic is a notary public,” Chloe said, leaning her forearms flat against the polished edge of the table.