My Parents Left Grandma at a Nursing Facility—Then a Brown Suitcase Led Us to the Deed Recorded in My Father’s Name
Patricia checked the visitor log.
“Robert Mercer and Linda Mercer arrived together at eleven fifty-eight.
They left at twelve twenty-six.”
“Did they tell you they were leaving?”
“They said they had an errand and would return shortly.”
“Did they tell you I had refused to sign?”
Patricia looked at the checklist.
“No, Mrs. Mercer. They did not.”