“Don’t sign any property papers Dean brings to the house,” he said.

The screen went blue, leaving only the hum of the refrigerator and the soft whistle of the kettle.

“Somebody just shut a car door in the driveway,” Sophie said.

I closed the camera screen with a soft snap and shoved the camera deep into the wooden bread drawer under the counter.

The front screen door rattled before I could push the drawer all the way shut.

Dean came into the kitchen carrying two heavy brown paper grocery bags.