Thirty-Nine Million Dollars and a Brown Folder on the Kitchen Table
“You looked them in the eye and blamed me.”
Helen’s shoulders shook quietly.
She didn’t raise a hand to wipe her face.
“Arthur,” Helen asked.
“What are we going to do?”
Arthur didn’t answer her.
He didn’t look at his wife or his older daughter.
He just kept his eyes down on the paper.
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