Seven Crumpled Dollar Bills on a Pine Table in Michigan

as they darted toward the yellow pad on the table.

“Donald is in the county jail, Sarah,” Robert said. “They are setting the bail at twenty thousand dollars.”

“I know,” Sarah said.

“He can’t pay that, and neither can I,” Robert said. “The bank is going to take the house and the cars if we don’t settle this.”

“He should have thought of continue reading …