I Canceled Seven Hundred Dollars After Christmas Night Left My Daughter Alone in the Dark
“Look at the timestamp on line three,” I said.
“That report was typed before I had even left my house.”
Brenda leaned across the table, her fingernail tracing the gray print across the top heading.
The intake form showed a creation time of December twenty-fourth at two fifteen in the afternoon.
“My daughter and I didn’t get to Elm Street for Christmas Eve dinner until four thirty,” I said.
Mr.