Seven Yellow Circles on a Plain Plate Saved My Family Home

on the bottom line in blue ink, the letters upright and the slant nearly perfect. It looked exactly like the ink from the old blue fountain pen that sat in my late husband’s desk drawer.

“I never signed this,” I said, adjusting my wire-rimmed glasses with my thumb.

“It has your signature right there, Martha,” Arthur said, leaning forward.continue reading …