“Do you remember his first science competition?” I asked.

“His appendectomy?

His middle-school graduation?

His tenth birthday?” Marcus’s jaw tightened.

“We are not going to stand here and catalog old, petty mistakes.” “We absolutely are,” I said, and opened the folder.

Chapter 8 — The Receipts

I had kept everything.

I am an accountant; keeping things is what I do; but this was not only professional habit.