I Canceled Seven Hundred Dollars After Christmas Night Left My Daughter Alone in the Dark

“I’m finished explaining myself with feelings,” I said.

“Tomorrow we use timestamps.”

Evan picked up the pencil and checked the notary seal dates written in blue ink in the bottom right corner of each bank statement.

“Do you want me to drive you down to the copy shop on Main Street before my shift?” he asked.

“I can drive myself at eleven,” I said.

“Did you put the bank transfer authorization form into the middle stack?” he asked.

“It’s on page six,” I said.