Nobody could have told that pattern from a single month.

Nobody did tell it, for eighteen and a half years, because nobody ever saw two consecutive months on the same sheet of paper.

There are three things in those four hundred and six pages that are not the fees and that I will carry for the rest of my life.

The first is the eleventh of April 2007.

Two lines, nine lines apart on the same page.

A trustee fee payment of four thousand eight hundred dollars, and a bank charge of thirty-two dollars for a wire.