Six Years After the Lake Trip, One Blue Envelope Upended Everything Clara Believed
“Martha called just after seven thirty,” I said.
“She put the cleared title deeds on the counter and stamped them herself.
The bank board has closed the file.”
Sophie gazed out across the gray water at the far tree line.
“And Dean’s still moving to Ohio?” she asked.
“His lawyer confirmed it,” I said.
“He’s moving into his sister-in-law’s spare house outside Canton on Friday.”
“He thought he could get us doubting everything Daniel did,” she said.