“You have been making grief into suspicion, Nathan. I am trying to keep the family from being dragged through a dispute over every receipt and every hospital form.”
The lawyer returned the signed pages to his folder.
“If there are questions about the hospital records, those should be handled separately,” he said. “This document cannot settle them.”
Lorraine gathered her handbag. “You see? Even the lawyer says we should stop mixing matters.”
“He said the form does not affect Hannah’s assets.”
She gave me a thin smile. “You hear only what supports your fears.”
Outside, she walked ahead of me toward her car. I stayed beside the office door, holding the copy of the form. The bank closing notice lay folded in the folder she had brought. Its date was printed in bold type.
November 27.
I had not noticed the date when we entered. Now I could not look away from it.
“Why is the sale closing so soon?” I asked.
Lorraine opened her car door but did not get in.
