That isn’t a choice I get to make.” She looked at the trust again.

“But I can tell him what I saw with my own eyes.”

She asked where the twenty-thousand-dollar check was.

I told her it was in my motel room, under the Bible in the nightstand drawer.

Sarah closed her eyes for a second.

Sarah tapped her pen once.

“Don’t leave it there another night.

The bank has safe deposit boxes for less than that.” She put her pen in her pocket and left her hand there.