“He’s old school that way.

He likes knowing the whole family has a stake in the downtown community.”

He folded his arms and leaned back against the refrigerator.

I read the first paragraph of the addendum.

My name was already typed on the primary guarantor line, rank and all.

I skimmed the second page and found a strict liability clause.

“This says the guarantor is on the hook for all back rent and legal fees if there’s a default,” I said.

“That’s just standard boilerplate,” Glenn said.

“Nobody ever actually enforces it.”

“There’s a blank space at the bottom for a notary stamp,” I said.

“I’ll take care of that part,” Glenn said.

“A notary runs fifteen bucks in town.

I’ll pay it out of petty cash today.”

“The date up top reads September fourteen,” I said.