Thirty-Nine Million Dollars and a Brown Folder on the Kitchen Table
The title company’s seal was stamped in heavy blue foil in the top right corner.
The signatures were notarized on the second page.
I laid it right in front of Arthur, on top of the bank statements.
“That’s the closing statement,” I said.
Arthur looked down at the paper.
Helen stood up and walked around the table to stand beside him.
“What closing statement?” Helen asked.
“I sold the eighty acres to a commercial land developer,” I said.