Arthur pen drawing of hidden animals decided who kept the lake cabin

“There is a paper Arthur signed back in the spring,” Douglas said, his voice jumping into the quiet room. “We need to talk about the transition, Helen.”

I stopped my hand, the cloth warm against my palm. I twisted my gold wedding ring twice around my finger, waiting for the air to settle.

“Arthur did not sign papers without telling me,” I said.

“He did continue reading …