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

plastic bin filled with old tax documents. He set them by the front door, the nylon fabric swishing against the baseboard.

He walked back into the kitchen, his eyes scanning the polished surfaces, his gold signet ring tapping against the edge of the refrigerator handle as he passed.

“What are you working on, Toby?” Daniel asked, leaning over the quartz continue reading …