“A notary stamped it.

That makes it legal, sweetheart.

On paper, this house is ours.

So the way I see it, you owe us the house.

Or you owe us the money.

I want to name the feeling of looking at your own forged signature on a document you never signed, because it is a strange and specific vertigo, and it is the engine of this entire kind of crime.

When you see your own name, in your own hand, verified by an official stamp, attesting to a thing you know absolutely did not happen, the ground genuinely moves under you, because a signature is supposed to be the one thing that cannot lie.