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

near her glasses. “We have the real deed now. We can let the sheriff handle the rest.”

“I will speak to him,” I said, rising from the pine table.

I walked out onto the porch, leaving the real deed on the kitchen table under Raymond’s watch. The air had turned cold, the temperature dropping fast as the sun went down behind the trees.

Douglas was already continue reading …