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

this entire file to the sheriff’s office.”

“There is no need for that,” Douglas said, his voice dropping as he looked at me. “Helen, we can work this out.”

“I am not here to negotiate a lease for my own house, Douglas,” I said, remembering the offer he had made in my kitchen.

“The cabin belongs to me,” I said. “It always has.”

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