Every Night at Six Thirty, Bob Drove Away, Until His Other Wife Said My Name

She laid the book open on the wide oak table and leafed through the parchment pages until her pen landed beside an entry recorded four years earlier.

“Look at the co-owner line, right here,” Clara said.

I bent over the ledger page.

Right next to Bob’s full legal name was Ruth Vance, recorded as an equal co-owner of a four-room cottage on Willow Lane in Westfall.

“The purchase deed was recorded on the third Tuesday in November,” Clara said.

“Was there any entry in the visitor log for Uncle John in Canton that month?” I asked.

“Not a single one,” Clara said, tapping her notepad.