Thirty-Nine Million Dollars and a Brown Folder on the Kitchen Table
“She said he wanted us to keep up our standard of living so the kids wouldn’t suffer.”
Arthur stood up.
His chair scraped hard against the linoleum floor.
“I never offered you a penny for a country club,” Arthur said.
He stared at Ranata.
His face turned a deep, dark red.
“You told me Fay was losing the farm,” Arthur said.
“You sat at this table and said the bank was coming for her house.”
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