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

straight for a man whose hands were shaking.”

He folded the photocopy and handed it back to me. “Keep this in a safe place, Helen.”

I walked back to the cabin under the gray afternoon sky. I went straight to the study, pulled the small brass key from my apron pocket, and inserted it into the drawer of the nightstand beside Arthur’s old reading chair.continue reading …