Four Text Messages Sent on a Tuesday Morning Changed How Sarah Mitchell Saw Her Family

“She took my college fund and gave it to Derek,” I said.

Arthur took his pocket watch out again and checked the dial a second time.

“It’s complicated, Sarah,” Arthur said.

“It isn’t complicated at all,” I said.

Arthur cleared his throat again and turned toward the back hallway.

“I’m tired, Sarah,” Arthur said.

“We’ll talk about this another time.”

He walked into his quiet library and shut the door without turning on the overhead light.