My Father Tossed a Blue Savings Passbook into the Mud at Cedar Ridge
The text said the account number matching the blue passbook had been permanently closed because of a continuous zero balance.
“Read the second paragraph,” Gregory said.
“Read it out loud for the table.”
I stared at the typed letters.
They blurred together for a second.
“Account terminated by authorized signer,” I read.
“Funds dispersed.”
Gregory adjusted his right shirt cuff this time.