“Madison.”

“Madison’s seventeen too, isn’t she?” Ben asked.

“She is,” I said.

“She goes to the private high school over in Brandon.”

Ben lifted the yellow paper and held it closer to the fluorescent light overhead.

“This deposit was paid last Thursday,” Ben said.

“The very day before Rory told Sadie he didn’t have money for her school things.”

“Maybe Tasha paid for it herself,” I said.