“Look at the ledger summary for the lake lot fund,” Sophie said, pointing her pencil at the dark figures typed at the bottom of page two.

“Six years ago the starting deposit was a hundred and ten thousand dollars.”

I sat down in Daniel’s old armchair and put on my reading glasses.

“It says here there’s sixteen thousand dollars left.”

“Ninety-four thousand dollars came out of that fund between August and October that year,” Sophie said.

She checked her phone again and turned it face down on the tablecloth.

“Dad never took out more than two hundred dollars at a time without coming home to talk to you first.”