Six Pairs of Thick Gray Socks Saved My White House on Elm Street

of grease on the top corner. I did not touch it, but I leaned forward to read the bold print at the top of the first page.

It did not say health liaison. The words General Power of Attorney were printed in stark, heavy letters across the header, followed by three long paragraphs of dense, single-spaced legalese.

“This gives you the right to sell my property,continue reading …