Emma Signed Over Her Kitchen Island to Keep Toby Safe in Massachusetts

to my parents’ house in Boston,” I said.

Margaret stood up and walked to the small filing cabinet behind her desk. She pulled out a thick manila folder labeled with my name and laid it flat next to the blue travel folder.

“This signed document changes every legal boundary we had,” she said.

“Does it mean he cannot stop us from leaving?” I asked.

She sat continue reading …