Three Days Before the Casket Was Delivered, My Son Asked Me to Sign a Document
“There’s no doctor anywhere in the records, Julian.
Arthur looked.”
He fiddled with his watch strap again.
“Arthur.
Naturally.”
“I’ll call the police,” he said.
“I’ll tell them you broke into this house.”
“Go ahead and call,” I said.
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