My Childhood Sweetheart Asked Me to Sign a Special Folder in Room Four Hundred Seven

the next page in the packet, which was a photocopy of my own bank statement from Oakridge Savings Bank. The sixty-two thousand dollar balance was circled in heavy red ink.

Several hand-drawn arrows pointed to the routing number at the bottom of the page. I remembered him sitting at my kitchen table three weeks ago, offering to help me organize the mail continue reading …