Arthur looked down at his work gloves and shuffled his feet on the path.

“I talked with the county prosecutor on Thursday,” Arthur said softly.

“He told me you’d asked them not to bring official misconduct charges against me.”

“You were fooled by forged county documents,” I said.

“There was no reason to take away your house or your principal’s pension.”

Arthur stood still for a moment, then nodded once.

“Thank you, David,” he said.

“More than I can put into words.”