Seven Yellow Circles on a Plain Plate Saved My Family Home

the notary line is illegible,” I said, leaning closer to the document. “Who stamped this, Raymond?”

Raymond pulled the paper back and tucked it into his folder. “I don’t look at the names on the stamps, Martha. I just look at the seal.”

“You know my signature,” I said.

“I know what Arthur brought me,” Raymond said, taking a sip of his cider. “And I know continue reading …