Forty-One Thousand Two Hundred Dollars Hidden in the Cardboard Box
I handed her three graham cracker squares without taking my eyes off the document spread out on the table.
The notice was an automated overdraft warning dated sixteen days earlier.
It listed an account number ending in four-zero-eight-eight, the same joint account Max had promised the court was drained and closed in twenty twenty-one.
Right below the routing numbers, a printed line showed a wire transfer debit in the amount of forty-one thousand two hundred dollars.
My thumb left a gray smudge of porch grime on the white paper as I reread the dollar figure four times.
“Mommy,” Lily said from the refrigerator.
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