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

assessment for you on December fourteenth.”

“I do not need an assessment,” I said, keeping my back straight against the doorframe.

“It is already on the calendar,” Brenda said, her watch clicking as she adjusted her sleeve. “If you pass, we will drop the power of attorney, but if the examiner sees what we are seeing, the decision won’t continue reading …