The Wire That Stopped at My Kitchen Table
She went quiet.
Then she said, “Because you’re the only person I trust with that kind of savings.”
I did not answer that, because it was the kind of sentence that is built to be a compliment and functions as a lever, and I had felt it move under me.
“I need to see the paperwork,” I said.
“It’s not complicated.”
“That isn’t what I asked.
Send me the original document, not a screenshot.”