For Fourteen Years My Son Lived Rent-Free in a House He Believed Was His

“Did he bring up the loan application?” I asked.

“Not one word,” Margaret said.

“He spent six minutes playing the worried son fretting about his father’s health.

But he did mention one other thing that got my attention.”

I raised my eyes to her.

“What did he bring up?”

“He asked whether our office had gotten any title inquiry notices from the county records desk,” Margaret said.

“He sounded jumpy when he mentioned the clerk’s name.”