I Arrived For Sunday Dinner At My Daughter’s House

on. Somewhere deeper in the house a dog barked twice and scratched at a door.

Andrew looked at her like a hand closing.

“Excuse me?”

Claire’s breathing changed.

I said, “What numbers?”

Margaret snapped, “This is absurd.”

Claire stared at her plate. “The Sao Paulo acquisition figures. The debt schedule was moved to the appendix. If the board votes on the continue reading …