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

turn it off.

I sat down at the pine table and pulled the blue folder toward me, placing the sealed envelope on top of it.

“Is that what I think it is?” Clara asked, her voice very quiet as she sat across from me.

I did not answer her right away. I ran my fingers over the heavy paper of the envelope, which had my name written across the front in Arthur’s continue reading …