My Five-Year-Old Grandson Called His Mother From Our Kitchen—Then Bank Records Revealed Where $41,200 Had Gone

“Grandma, is that a number?”

“Yes.”

“Whose?”

“My daughter’s.”

“Mom’s?”

“Yes.”

Mara had written it in dark ink.

I had moved the magnet more than once so the number was less noticeable, telling myself I was keeping the kitchen tidy.