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

the copier tray.

I smoothed the paper flat with my hand. At the bottom, on the line marked for the grantor, was Arthur’s signature, written in his heavy, slanted hand.

“Where is the original document, Douglas?” I asked, my voice slow and even.

“The original is safe in a filing cabinet,” he said, swallowing a mouthful of pie and speaking continue reading …