It lists only two names under joint ownership, yours and Sloan’s.”

Mark didn’t stop adjusting the shoulder strap on his golf bag.

He gave a quick laugh that didn’t reach his eyes and shut the trunk lid with a heavy thud.

“That’s just an outdated tax preview draft, Mom,” he said, pulling his coat sleeves down over his wrists.

“The county office is four months behind on updating title records.”

“It says final assessment right at the top,” I said, holding the paper out toward him.

“It has the winter parcel number printed in bold black ink.”