In October, My Husband Left a Manila Envelope on Our Kitchen Table and Walked Out Into the Rain
“Mr.
Vance,” Marcus said, turning to face Arthur at the other table.
“These signatures were recorded on dates when Mr.
Whitman was under neurological care in another city.”
Arthur stared at the floor tiles between his feet and refused to look up.
“The aggressive progression of his illness caused severe hand tremors,” Marcus went on.
“His condition worsened so quickly that he could no longer do fine work with his hands.
He couldn’t even wind his late father’s gold watch, which is why he left it on his nightstand when he moved out.”