Fifteen Years After My Father Changed the Locks, He Seated Me at Table Twenty-Two

“And she was waiting until she had proof.”

“Does Gerald know she found the file?”

“He knows she’s distant,” David said.

“He thinks it’s pre-wedding stress.

But he doesn’t know about the bank.”

“What bank?” I asked.

David checked his watch and slid his coffee mug aside.

“Finish your cup.